Split Your Heart, Not Your Tongue

Was there a time when things were simple? Or did I imagine it? Simple was never part of the process It's always harder than we remember Process it in our minds to be something it's not Remember that thing you thought was easy? Not so simple when you try again Easy doesn't exist We just get over it And when it's over, we forget...

I stare at the long dark hallway Hoping a light will show up I swallow hard Clench my fists And feel the sweat form on my face One step after another I slowly go For a second I close my eyes tightly  Hoping this is the right choice I try to be mindful of my surroundings  But there's nothing to see I'm all alone With goosebumps on my skin I'm more than halfway there But I want to turn around What's waiting for me? I see a light just at the end I stop before I step into the brightness What if it's not there? Take a deep breath...exhale I walk into the light A smile spreads across my face Love was waiting for me all along