I’m wild, unruly, unhinged even — sometimes
I’m difficult, demanding, unreasonable even — sometimes
I am stone
Every break, every tear shed, every betrayal —
strengthening me, building me.
Yet —my soul was born for wayfaring.
I am all in.
All or nothing
An ocean FILLED with the thing
Or a desert — void of it.
Every emotion engulfing me — and all the people that I love — like the smoke from a thousand flames
To be loved — by me
Is all consuming.
I will suffocate you, with my love.
Not to drive you away or overwhelm you,
But because
I will pour into you — all of me — in every way.
I will strengthen you, protect you, believe in you, support you, challenge you.
And you will thrive.
My love will change you.
And all my wildness, my unruliness, my unhingedness, my stone
Will be — worth it
If I choose to love you
If I find you worthy
And you cannot make yourself worthy or unworthy,
Because…
MY HEART
it’s the most wild, and unruly, and unhinged part of me.
And once it has made up its mind — you cannot change it
Nothing can untangle it
And it will only be separated from the thing that it loves
By total and complete brokenness
And my heart?
It’s yours.
