poetry battles

Hope is,

Like trust,

Easily broken; ephemeral.

Still, the day you

Came into my life

Was a restorative thing,

Delicately blossoming,

A crocus out of

The snow.

You reminded me what

Love could be,

And taught me so much more.

Hope is,

Like trust,

Transient and easily damaged,

A dragonfly wing floating through

A hailstorm.

Still,

I feel refreshed with you,

Loved with you,

Safe with you.

The past is the past;

It matters little anymore.

What matters here,

Now,

Is that you’re capable of

Loving me and accepting that

My love for you is ephemeral,

But stronger than

Trust or hope on the worst days.

Good or bad,

Better or worse,

I belong to you and you to me.

This love forevermore

Is going to be a force

For the ages, enough

To withstand

The worst storms.

I’m your barnacle,

And you’re stuck with me,

My beautifully sailing

Ship on the seas of life.

don't remember the details now

it's been too long

too far now

the memory has

fallen down the holes

but the feelings linger and they

buoy me

i remember enough

signing off at the end

tear streaked face a mess,

tissues in hand.

you said goodbye

i could barely reply

but i remember how happy i felt

i was seen

i was seen!

you could see me

you would help me

and for the first time in far too long

i felt something else

beside despair

i had forgotten what it felt like to care

hope was foreign

unknowable

strange

lost

far

i

could

maybe

breathe

again, a deep breath

shuddering, tearful, birth cry

i never thought i would ever feel again

and now here i was crying my eyes out saying goodbye

all because i could finally dare to hope

and all it took

was giving up the lies

and speaking my truth

in trust

and fear

falling down to get back up

how could i have ever forgotten

i wanted to forget

i know that now

i did this to

myself

i know

i, no

i remember enough