ingredients

I want you to be happy

But I want you to be mine 

I choke on my heart 

And the next moment I'm fine 

Im not cowering this time 

I look your window square in the face 

But nothing reveals 

In the space underneath

Red cars make my heart stop 

And the days move slow 

yet steady 

One day ill be gracious 

enough

To meet your gaze 

And feel like I'm returning home 

One day you'll see 

the love we had 

Was not just sticks and stones 

But two people 

aching to be seen 

In equal measure 

The space in between 

Where needs and wants bleed together 

In a way that fills a canvas clean 

And the art 

stops strangers on the street 

A patchwork quilt 

A stamp collection 

All the best parts of the men 

Ive grown from 

ALL the ingredients that make me 

The woman I am