Confessions

You alter the air I breathe until I barely recognize it.

Loving you feels almost like living on a different planet.

We watch movies and spill our most shameful stories.

I hide my true self between sarcasm and allegories.

You push me away when you cannot take the rush.

Honey, is my love supposed to exhaust you this much?

I do not want to wait another night for you to say

That you have lost your patience and cannot stay.

I am deeply insecure, always scared of my own fear,

But I would beg if that was all it took to keep you here.

You dissolve my narcissism into lukewarm peace.

I must now get used to not flying from the trapeze.

-Jackie