Finally, You

I thought tears were part of growing up

And getting told No

No, I’m choosing me

No, I’m choosing her

No, I’m choosing my future

No, you don’t fit in here 

No,

It’s not you. 

(it's me)

It always seem so easy, falling in love

My friends do it all the time 

One touch, one smile

They’ve got it

But all I get is still a smile,

Then a shake of the head 

You’re too picky, they said. 

Settle, they sighed. 

We compromise in every relationship, their eyes seem to say. 

Maybe you’re just too different, they say as they cradled their newfound loves. 

(maybe you're just too difficult, is what I hear)

I wrapped myself up in a steel cloth woven of tears

Barged ahead in huge mammoth steps

What is hurt? What is rejection? 

What is love? 

Stomped questions under my feet until they trembled 

Crumpled

(crumbled) 

And then, 

You. 

Took up my steel woven cloth like the softest silk

And wrapped it around us

Cradled my questions and my fears in your hands

And slowly, gently, held them above me where I no longer can reach them

(they no longer can reach me)

When everyone else, everything else is breaking apart

You held my hand (always held my hand)

When the world tries to break us apart

You held my hand (still holding my hand)

And when the noises grow too loud and the lights too bright

And our heads are crawling with locusts and thunderstorms of fire and hail,

You held my hand 

(never let go)

Finally, you. 

Finally. 

You.