Seventy-two hours later and we’ll be
curled up on this couch together
Love a paradox, one of thousands. You learn to live with them.
Maybe its better
if I just let it go
keep telling myself
its okay even though
there was once
when it wasn’t
okay but then once
doesnt always mean
it will happen again
because sometimes
lightning only strikes
once in a lifetime
People can find meaning in another person, and risk getting hurt. Sometimes they they can do everything right and still lose.
Stop expecting everything
to go wrong
Or it always will
People don’t believe it’s possible to live without health issues, hunger, homelessness, or suffocating debt.
I’m scared.
Mainly that it won’t happen.
Scared that this might actually work.
I think that scares me more.
This might be real.