scarce

how liberating it is 

to finally be seen

to have the anxiousness

and desperation,

melt away

to be heard exactly as it’s meant

to hear what it is i’ve known to be true

from the lips of another 

to have the hours melt away as we giggle 

and rush to tell another story

so as to fit as many in 

and to hear what the other’d have done

if they were right there 

like they were meant to be

to finally believe 

you’re building a place worth staying 

instead of building raft to weather storms