I surrender to the knowledge that I will never truly know the potential I saw in you,
that made me fight so damn hard to show you what you could have been.
I heard she keeps immaculate space
but says the Divine hides in messes
and that, like a compass, she knows the way
but will swear all her directions are guesses.
I continue to have these growing pains, although I suspect they come from another source entirely. They come from a source of unlearning societal norms and ingrained behaviors.
I'll dangle from this limb,
Until we're too tangled to move
Until our love is too wild to be soothed
Until people don't recognize where I stop and you begin