I'm hanging off the edge grasping at whatever I can find that's not good for me. I'm pushing as far away from what I used to be as I can. But there's a part of you I'm connected to- keeping me on the edge, not over it. Holding on to my innocence, bringing me back to swimming days and Popsicle tongues. You hold on to the child in me, make me feel young again, and I can't thank you enough.
It's not that you're a child, or naive, or holding me back. Somehow you are so much more mature than I could ever be. People probably wonder why I hold onto you so much if we aren't dating. It's because you ground me, keep me safe and warm from the storm that is my mind. You are steady, you are calm, you are everything I'm not. You are the best guy any girl could ask for.
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