Cliff Diving

Love is scary,

It’s like cliff diving.

The waves rush at the bottom, waiting.

If I jump, will I hit the rocks?

Will the waves overpower me and cause me to drown?

I told you, “I don’t know how to cliff dive.”

You said that you’d teach me.

I told you that I was going to fall-

And not gracefully,

Not beautifully,

Fall and crash-

Against the waves,

The rocks,

The bottom of the sea.

You told me that the sea was kind.

I will not crash against it,

Rather the waves will embrace me.

But I used to think it waited not patiently

but tauntingly-

That if I fall,

It will reach inside and tear me.

Upon hearing that,

You held me and said

Dear, if you truly can’t leap,

I will not push you.

That day, you walked away

And my heart left with you.

I saw the sign

And took the time

To learn how to cliff dive.

Love is scary, I said.

But I dive towards the water

With an unknown depth,

Wanting to prove my trust and love

Has a never ending breadth.