I'm not sure if I want to feel this way
with all it can mean
and how it can change a life.
The volley of friendship ascending
like the impetus to a crescendo.
It's safe and calm before vulnerability
then roused with possibility.
I'm eager to jump
but if I keep looking down
I never will.
I question if the landing will be swift
smooth, a glide into unexplored depths
or a crash, so harsh, breaks the fall
arrests momentum
and everything from possibly being.
I don't know if I want to feel this way.
The gradual pull is curious
so I allow myself to be pulled
slowly, holding on at every step.
I implore possibility, tempt fate
beckon reverie as I ponder
if this will be the moment
the beginning of my eternity
when I plunge into a body of water
fathomless, devouring
let it swallow me whole.
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