Today Was Going To Be The First Day Of Your Life
Today was going to be the first day of your life.
You were finally ready. Rising with a new sun, you trusted that the world had waited for you, that love had held out; but nothing showed up at your doorstep.
See, while you were preparing yourself for life, life slipped through your hands like sand. While you were over-studying until 3am, wrapping anxiety within your bedsheets, life was knocking at your bedroom door, begging you to take a break, pleading with you to be a nineteen year old, to make reckless mistakes.
You just clasped your hands over your ears, chased the sound away, and said:
“One day.
One day when I am ready.”
See, while you were preparing yourself for love, love slipped between the cracks within your ribcage. While you were telling yourself that you were just too young, convincing your heart that it was simply too soft to be left in the hands of someone who could hurt it, passion was pushing back – it was raging within you, thrashing against your skin, begging to be released, pleading for you to give in.
You just clasped your hands over your chest, pushed desire back into your airway, and said:
“One day.
One day when I am ready.”
Today was going to be the first day of your life. Today, you were finally ready, twenty four years too late. 
