I Am Everything

To Feel

I feel them steadying on me,
But I can't look up; I'm afraid,
To look up would be to admit the truth.
The damage that I could cause if I stay.

I head for the door, they follow without a mutter.
They grow larger as they get closer;
Butterflies begin to flutter.
I just focus on the hole in my dress and the grass stain on my Chuck Taylor's.

I feel warmth on my arm, my hand, my waist.
I peer up, finding them staring down at me,
But I'm not afraid; I know I'm safe.
The warm sensation reaches my jaw and cheek.

What would people say?
A new heat traces my lips, but I'm frozen;
I built walls around me to protect me from the cold outside,
But this warmth has melted them away.

It doesn't matter what I want; the outcome's still the same.
To feel the things that I feel is not right,
But the warmth that surrounds me now is not tame.
I lose myself in it, like the stars on a cloudy night.