I Hope...

I am new at this... New at being someone else’s. New at being yours. New at having to give my entirety to another soul. Don’t hold me in high regard... I might fall or worst of all I might hold you up and drop you stupidly I might break you. I might try hard to hard... You might hate me. You might want to flee from my naivety, I might get scared. When you want to hold me I could shrug you away. When you need to be held I might crumble and not survive for you. What if I’m not good enough? Strong enough? Perfect enough? Because you are all of these. I hope I can make you happy. I hope I can make you proud. I hope I can make you everything you want to be. I hope I can be me. But I will try... Try to be someone else’s entirely. Try to be yours absolutely. Try to give you the entirety of my soul endlessly. I hand you me, In all my newness and doubt, But more importantly I hand you all My love, Myself and My heart, For now and what I hope can be... forever.