Saturday, September 11, 2010

Step six

I . . .
well, I think we can make it.
We certainly should try.
You step down
I'll step up and
we'll get there

somehow.

The world is our playground.
Please don't think I'm being flippant.
It's just that . . . . I can finally breathe again.

Let's
break
this
down.

I love you.
I worked really hard to get where I'm going.
You think I should breathe more.
So, I'm trying.

I would have never let go of the steering wheel if it weren't for you.

Oh God, thank you.
for forcing me down
for closing my eyes
so I could really open them.

It's beautiful

Beautiful.
Yes.

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