sometimes I fear

my world

is made of glass

all it takes

is a gust of wind

a stumbled step

to make it shatter.

 

I would spend

my whole life

locked away

inside a room

inside myself

silent

afraid that even

my own voice

could be enough to

shatter my world.

 

if it were not for you.

 

people stare at you

because they know

you dance

outside

of your world

 

when you laugh

the sound is magnified

carried by the air

in threads of golden melody

a mysterious magic

I watch unfold

from the safety

of my glass world

 

when you walk

you look ahead

fearless

that you

might

stumble and break

 

I imagine that you

climb mountains

swim in oceans

and perform in front strangers

 

sometimes I imagine

you so bright it's blinding

and for a second

I am afraid both that

light is enough to shatter my world

and that maybe I want it to