clear

for a time that feels like much longer,
my head was cloudy.
It happened when I rode my bike at
breakneck speeds,
expecting perfection when it
doesn’t exist
and hit a pothole, sending me spinning
head over feet
without a sense of direction.

It made me question my world,
it made me wonder what was real.

But I had a realization of sorts,
a lyrical smack upside the head.
I realized that there was nothing –
no person, no circumstance, no question
that would keep me from you.
Nothing strong enough to separate this
woven thread of a life
we’ve spun together.

How stupid of me to question
over something so trivial.
So for better or worse,
I’m here.
For good or bad it’s what it is…

It’s not all going to be rainbows
(but there are those)
or sunshine
(but I love the rain)
or lullabies and foot rubs
and intense conversations over
undrunk tea.

But it’s us, and it’s here
and it’s now.

How could I ever wonder,
or expect the past to revolve, full circle.

You’re nothing like that. Nothing.
how could I possibly think you might be?
Pardon my imperfection and moment of wonder…

but all I wonder now is
what the air is going to taste like that day…
what degree of beautiful you will look
and how bad my voice will be shaking when I tell you
what I want you to know.

the truth is I’ve already been rehearsing for months