I don't know how this bridge formed
I'm not sure it grew equally from both sides
but nothing could break it and I mean that
What's incredible is it wasn't an awkward stage from friendly to inseparable growing a bond
It was a lot of questions maybe
but at no point did I wonder if I'm telling you too much or too little
I'm not sure whether to describe it as giving you a part of me or hanging on
I'm not sure whether it's flexible
or stiff or brittle
If there were rules I would never want to break them
but I wonder if there aren't any
With anyone else I'm sure that would be a problem
But not today and not with you
It's like a never ending pinky swear
Doesn't matter if I'm staring at your face or a book
Doesn't matter if I'm touching you or my phone
You're stuck
YOU ARE READING
for now
Poetrypoems for this time and to an incredibly beautiful girl. a reminder that people are mostly good. feelings are mostly good. life is good and life changes every day. Feelings protect you, and it's okay not to be okay.
