Rapids.

I’m going to write down my deepest darkest fear

Because then it might not look so big

I’m scared you’ll leave

I’m scared I’ll learn to love you and you’ll leave

I don’t want to keep being left

I don’t want to be alone with my thoughts once again

I almost drowned the first time

I don’t know if could bare the rapids again

But there is a small part of me that knows you probably will leave

In the end that’s probably my fate

But there’s a tiny sliver of hope I’m going to hang on to until my last breath

Until you slam the door of forever in my face

I’m going to keep reaching my finger tips toward your hand

And if one day they meet your closed fist

I’ll probably crumble

But I’ve braved the rapids once and survived

What’s a second time?