your lips are moving & as they’re moving & breaking into the most endearing of smiles,
I’ve thought of hugging you, of saying those terribly frightening three words.
but now your lips are closed, eyes darting between mine, awaiting my response.
& what do I say?
everything but what I wanted to.
thoughts come & go,
what ifs & perhaps.
I spend so much time pacing back & forth inside my head that by the time I come back to reality,
the opportunity to do what I was contemplating on doing has long since passed.
I once read this quote & it’s resonated with me since.
“when it feels scary to jump, that’s exactly when you jump.
otherwise you end up staying the same place your whole life.
and that I can’t do.”