I wait
for you to ask
but we only ever lean toward the edge
never a step over
never the courageous leap
I deny myself the hope that it will happen
not even certain whether it is hope I feel
or fear tugging at my heart
you tell me things
I don’t know if I want to hear
though I have asked to hear them all my life
when you say them
I almost want to hide
but I…
really cannot fathom why
It is almost as though I fear getting what I want
fear feeling what has never been felt
alone I have sat in the dark
what might happen
if from the very start
there was someone there with me
reaching out for my heart