I’ve never been good at letting go or letting things flow so when you asked me to trust you my mind went down a black hole of early deaths and heartbreaks depression and defeats I couldn’t hear your speech but I felt your hand in mine you reminded me to breathe “I’m sorry… I don’t know what happened I’ve never been…” “ok it’s ok... you don’t need to explain.” you still held my hand and blessed it with your lips I fell asleep in your arms and woke up to you again and again and again until I forgot what I’ve never been
