Mind Mist (an original poem book)

6/29/22 (part 2)

i still think about that day.

i still remember the twinge of excitement in my stomach

as we held hands in the amusement park.

i still remember how much

i wanted you in my arms.

and when you asked me to be yours,

i was scared i wouldn't be the best for you.

i remember going back into the tent

with all of our friends,

as my demon of fear rose up inside me.

how could you be mine, if i couldn't even call you mine to others?

you took me outside,

and asked me what was wrong.

you always said you were there for me.

"i'm sorry," i remember saying.

"i'm not ready."

 you said you'd wait, and i waited too, for my problems to pass.

and they finally did. almost two years later.