The carousel spins, as my mind churns. I’m left here on a Ferris wheel debating do I want you? Do I fear you? Look me in the eyes and tell me what you see…You can even stop this ride from moving if you promise to hold me close enough for me to know what we “are”. I feel so natural around you, so potentially vulnerable. But when I show you me you don’t turn away and quiver you don’t treat me as if I’m some terrible creature. But I can’t stop this Ferris wheel from moving only you can pause it……Just say my name show me you care. Tell me what we are, because the vibe I’m getting screams potential. Don’t ask me how I feel, don’t ask me what this is… it’s your turn for show and tell, I’ll show you who I am if you tell me how you feel. You have the potential to make the carousel from spinning, to jump on this Ferris wheel, to keep me from falling over. You have the potential to terrify me….like heights but I don’t feel afraid.
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