By: Ke-Ilah Collins

I wish that I were the sunshine, smiling over you.

Then perhaps we could fit…

I wish I could be close to you, like
your co-worker is, still stealing glances, or the first woman who made you feel loved…
Then I could stare without excuse. Without you interrupting my thoughts, bashfully asking me to stop.

I could always smile, there is reason to not.
Man…your intelligent, your startling, your understanding.

I want to be a glow, all about you, then I will never question if I have a place at your side.
If there’s space for me in your life.
Love would not be an issue.

You would always return to my light

I want to own the body that warms you. So warm up to me.
I’ll try to not race to the most extreme decision.

Meanwhile pinch myself, because your still beside me…but in my dreams, you leave.

PTSD.

I am scarred, in flight mode…still trying though. please don’t get mad,

We can talk, your too cute to frown.

I still want to connect.
Because it’s hard to wait till morning; Maybe our way has been difficult since we met.
Maybe we both are healing.
Maybe I’m afraid of hope. But still want you to know.
I like you next to me…