Could this be the moment?
Can it be time for me to move onto something better?
I dare not hold my breath, for fear of turning blue
But there's something here I have not felt for many, many, moons.
I laugh at how natural this feels
How it feels like I'm talking to an old friend
One that knows me and all the facets of my soul
I am shocked most of all
For the first time in a long time
I'm not talking to a little girl trapped in a woman's body
But a woman my age, plain and simple.
I stopped counting the hours on the phone
Until the power was sapped from it
We spoke of old cartoons and 80's sitcoms
Wrestling and somehow, my past managed to find its way back
The devil in those polka-dot "fuck me" heels came calling for me again
But you handled it, you handled me, with all the care and kindness you could muster
I am so grateful for that.
I am definitely at a crossroads
Do I go here or look back?
Do I search for other souls within an internet dating sea?
Or do I try to repair things with someone who is more than just a cashier?
I am left exhausted in thought
Yet excited by you
You called me cute
And I could feel the warmth of my heart returning from a long winter.