Cliff Diving
Love is scary,
It’s like cliff diving.
The waves rush at the bottom, waiting.
If I jump, will I hit the rocks?
Will the waves overpower me and cause me to drown?
I told you, “I don’t know how to cliff dive.”
You said that you’d teach me.
I told you that I was going to fall-
And not gracefully,
Not beautifully,
Fall and crash-
Against the waves,
The rocks,
The bottom of the sea.
You told me that the sea was kind.
I will not crash against it,
Rather the waves will embrace me.
But I used to think it waited not patiently
but tauntingly-
That if I fall,
It will reach inside and tear me.
Upon hearing that,
You held me and said
Dear, if you truly can’t leap,
I will not push you.
That day, you walked away
And my heart left with you.
I saw the sign
And took the time
To learn how to cliff dive.
Love is scary, I said.
But I dive towards the water
With an unknown depth,
Wanting to prove my trust and love
Has a never ending breadth.