Close To The Edge

I’m close to the edge; and I know I can fall for you in an instant. 

I miss those emotions.  I miss missing; I miss hoping; I miss dreaming. I remember how crazy I was for the others. I remember the joy of being with them, and the sweet pain of being away. I can’t tell if it hurt more than pleased, or if maybe I enjoyed the pain. I know I can do it again, but I know I shouldn’t; this is the better way. 

I’m close to the edge; and I know I can fall for you in an instant. 

I can easily get lost in your beautiful eyes, or be captured helplessly by your enchanting smile. I can easily drown myself with the sound of your voice. I can so easily be taken away from this place with thoughts and dreams of you. I can feel the emotions rising; it would not be hard to lose myself in you, but I know it would only complicate. Friendship does not require them, but they are so inviting. 

I’m close to the edge; and I know I can fall for you in an instant. 

It is so tempting to just jump off, but I have to stay, or I have to walk away. I’ve never done this before. I’ve only ever been over the edge looking back up. Is this my graduation? Is this how it is meant to be? I really wonder. I don’t know where this road will take me. I don’t know how long I can stand by the edge. I will try.