Just Below the Surface (March 2022)

The Aftermath

It comes in threes

The days, the feelings
The ebbs, the flows
The worry, the attraction

For every doubt there seems to be an equal opposite reaction.

I know I'm fragile
I know I'm paranoid
I know I'm weak but...

Every word of out of my mouth falls a carefully guarded secret.

But he makes me...
He makes me doubt my doubt
Im feeling it down to my core

I've never felt this free before, yet I'm only clinging to him more.

I wish I could stop this
I wish I wasn't so scared
I wish I could know

Am I falling with no where to go?

"Have you been broken too?"
"Have you felt what I feel?"
"Have you been looking for me like I've been looking for you?"

I hope and pray that all of this is true