I am

I am a lot.

I watch TV shows and it almost breaks me.

I reach into every feeling (my own, yours, and theirs), and pull loose the threads. I cannot reconcile the spoken want from the soulful needs –

We ask for so little but we ache for so much

I show up full of space, to stay, to grow, to take

I sob – we are not alone. We are going to exhale together, carry the weight between four hands

I

Feel

Everything

as a crushing bomb and a gentle song.

I am a lot, but I never stop –

I love. I love. I love.