she's different than she used to be. i don't know how to act around her. i'm all tentativity and hesitance.
she's everything. gentle rain and too-sweet coffee.
when i touch her she shatters under my fingertips like ripples over a lake that once resembled reflective glass
she is everything. lullabies and soft fingers
i cannot hold her. when i cradle her in my palm she leaks out though the cracks like a fistful of water or beach sand
she is everything. yellow like sunshine and carved like the moon
i am tentativity and hesitance. holding on too tightly and letting go too soon. overflowing with words and dry fingertips
but she is everything
everything
everything
