It is only a thought in my head
How can it be trouble?
Giving breath to thoughts
A life to life

Imagining those first steps
Shyly waiting by the path
Waiting for you to come by

We meet
We walk
We talk
We understand
We touch

Not a simple interaction between two friends
No
Something more
Deeper
Primal
Magical
Unexplained

I am still guarded
Unfairly waiting
Hoping
Pleading
For you to make that first move

We could shatter our expectations of life
Or
We could damn our souls further to hell

It isn’t an easy choice
It isn’t fair

But life has brought us here
Just to the end of the gravel road
Waiting for our turn on the swings

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