I got a collection a collection of still shots in my heart
Moments of breaking and of making
Most of them are labled with some version of
"not again" or "is it safe here?"
I don't know
It's been safe here
They were just not safe IN here
So, every day Me, Self and Heart collectively decide to continue to love
We just keep the still shots as a reminder that it's not safe to let everyone in
But, just like heaven, I find it odd that this gate is even necessary
"I am a LIFE REPORTER, but for short, you can simply call me a poet."