TipToeTango

It’s when the unexpected happens, I realize more about myself.  I must be shy. Intensity moves me to hide.  It’s as if I’m embarrassed about who I am.  Letting myself be exposed seems a curious notion, perhaps a new dress to try on.  What if it doesn’t fit?  What if it’s only ever going to be that dress I can’t afford.  Is it better to just wonder?  Would it be foolish to try?  As much as I love that dress, I can’t wear it.  Is it my cautious nature that controls me?  My mind is constantly whipping my heart into shape.  I’m waiting for the two to speak the same language.  I am immersed in thought and wonder.  He is a mystery.  Why me?  Why now?  Distance is cruel, but chains are just an illusion.  I’ll continue to breathe and you’ll continue to bleed.