The crack felt as wide as a canyon.
Without a bridge, a humongous one it had to be, such leap was insurmountable.
It was a feeling, though.
He did not have enough faith.
And so he stood still in where he was.
Static.
And he would go nowhere.
i took a leap of faith
and held you close.
too many years of weak arms
and wobbly legs,
too many hours wasted
without your warmth or taste
too many dreams of you
and our blue duvet cover.
i wouldn’t forgive myself
If I threw good love in the trash
for someone’s mother.
It was scary at first – a crack in the rock where the trail continued beyond the other side of the rock. The crack was narrow, just a foot to leap across – but still she hesitated.
The crack felt as wide as a canyon.
Without a bridge, a humongous one it had to be, such leap was insurmountable.
It was a feeling, though.
He did not have enough faith.
And so he stood still in where he was.
Static.
And he would go nowhere.
i took a leap of faith
and held you close.
too many years of weak arms
and wobbly legs,
too many hours wasted
without your warmth or taste
too many dreams of you
and our blue duvet cover.
i wouldn’t forgive myself
If I threw good love in the trash
for someone’s mother.
It was scary at first – a crack in the rock where the trail continued beyond the other side of the rock. The crack was narrow, just a foot to leap across – but still she hesitated.