Tuesday Tellings, week 9

I didn't tell you all of what it really meant... I wanted to though. Good things come to those who wait, I guess.

Slipping, tripping

Over words for once.

Stumbling, tumbling,

Thoughts tangling when I pass you.

Breaking, aching

For a moment with you.

Once I find a second alone

In the chaos of the day,

I realize
All I need

Is to be with you -

One smile, one kiss,

Even a brush of your fingertips

Can get me through the day,

Plaster a smile on my face
That I couldn't get rid of

Even if I tried.

Please, stay with me this summer,

Where we can stay up

Long enough to see the sunrise,

Then fall asleep and share a blanket

Or two.

I'll wake you with a kiss,

People-watch in the park

And walk barefoot 'til our feet turn black.

Catch fireflies and make wishes,

Share kisses,

Watch the stars emerge

One by one,

And make up constellations.

Won't you stay here with me?

I have a story before my secret. First I was thinking of a secret, then I realized I had already posted it in another Tuesday Telling. So today, my secret is that I am afraid I am running out of new things, of things to tell people. I am afraid I have been revealed, which scares me. Nothing is holding me back - which some people would consider a good thing - but I consider it safe, secure.

So, let go of all the mixed emotions / Forget all your hesitations / Together entwined inside this feeling / Your feet off the ground, headed ceilin'