Listen. I know that feeling – I know it all too well. The moment your gaze catches mine from across the room and within that split second before we allow our fears to devour our guarded hearts, it skips.
We look away nervously, play it cool as if we didn’t notice each other’s existence and distract our thoughts with the closest objects that surround us. We feel it’s safer. We believe the more we distance ourselves and build up walls, we can’t be touched. We can’t be harmed. But what’s a life worth living in fear of ever allowing ourselves to feel the warmth of another’s trace, when a kind-hearted touch is all that can truly save us?
I know that feeling. I know it all too well. When our arms are wrapped around each other, bodies bound together in such a tangled mess. I can hear your heart as I lay beside you, and before we allow our fears to devour our guarded hearts, it skips.
I pull back. You let go. We fall asleep in silence, mistrusting the affection burning in our souls because we believe with love; heartbreak is all we’ll ever know. But why fear love when love is the only emotion that can truly save us?
I’ve come to terms with my faith in love. Love is kind. Love is selfless. Love can mend and heal each and every single one of us. It’s not what our hesitant hearts fear the most. We fear dishonesty; broken promises; lies and deceitfulness that the ghosts of our pasts have vigorously etched into the cracks of our fragile souls.
I want to be the one who makes you believe in the beauty of love again.
Because listen, I know that feeling – I know it all too well. But if you stay with me for more than just this moment, I promise to not let my fears be the demise of my once guarded heart. With you, I will embrace each and every single scary, but seamless skip.