CONFESSION

I built my life on never

never staying late,

never needing more,

never bending for the weight of another name.

But you arrive,

and suddenly my rules forget themselves.

I learn restraint

because your eyes ask gently.

I step into rhythm

though my body swore it hated that music.

I find myself waiting

for a touch I pretend I don’t crave.

I was certain love was a language

spoken by other people

louder, braver, foolishly sure.

Yet you speak without asking,

and somehow I understand.

I don’t confess much.

I assumed you could feel it

the way my edges soften near you,

the way my silence leans in your direction,

and somehow it feels like home.

I’m not fearless,

not steady,

not everything you deserve,

But baby i'll learn to be everything you love.

You were a dream,

Atleast what i thought you could be,

You are a dream come true,

So can i make you mine ?

You know i have got a soft spot for you.