Hold me Tight and Handle With Care

c r u s h

i'm petrified.

the thought of you being
with me is asphyxiating

when you stare at me
with no shame, only adoration
it makes my heart swell
and my breath hitch

and suddenly i feel myself
losing balance and certainty,
i am on a tightrope of emotion
with no net to catch me when i fall

but i see you standing below
with open arms and wide smile
i finally say to myself,
"i think i can be okay with you"

i take a breath.

i let myself fall.