so close, yet so faraway.
it feels like a reflex to sit back and be a backstory.
to feel so close yet so faraway.
to wander around the mysteries of the unknown only to stop and look around.
sometimes looking around can feel like trouble.
to go back to old patterns. to feel like a backstory.
to feel like the gap wouldn’t ever be bridged, but we’re working on it.
and honestly, sometimes we gotta take a few steps back to propel forward. to take the leap of faith.
so if this is my leap, i know there are open arms to catch me. to pull me up and pull me close. if this is my leap, i know we’ve got each other.
and my love, if you’re already feeling it, i’d say we’re taking the leap. i’m ready when you are.