limerence-tyler joseph

3-religion

religion always seemed foreign to me
not my mother tongue
like it is for some people
and i've always wondered if that was okay.

we talked about it in class today
and i felt just as out of place as i would
in a church pew.
believing in something so scarce.

i guess i believe in love
like some do a god
i believe in dreaming and writing notes
holding hands and exchanging fears like gifts.

i believe in empty parking lots
and stargazing and talking about why
and who
and where

and if and then
and no and yes and maybe.
that's all this is, right?
just a guess?

it seems like she never guesses, though.
she always knows.
where she wants to go, who she wants to be.
god didn't have to make her plans.

all he did was step out of her way
let her walk for herself
never holding her hand.
a pencil in it instead of an obstacle

i held the door for her as we left
she said, "thank you"
in a cherry sweet voice
with sincerity in her throat.