I Almost Tossed It Out

I stood at the edge of the universe, cradling a heart wrapped in twinkling lights, an ornament for a tree that never adorned my sitting room. “What a quirky thing, this love,” I thought, as you strode in, a meteor in a suit, sprinkling stardust on my insecurities. “You’re a masterpiece, even in progress,” you said, while I toyed with tossing it all out - how to love someone who stumbles over his heart while tying his shoelaces. But your smile halts the universe, a speed bump on this cosmic highway, drawing me back, sipping the absurdity of loving you while juggling shadows. So, I didn’t discard it. I placed it beneath my pillow, a tangled reminder that even as doubt enfolds, this messy web of love is worth unraveling, that perhaps in loving you, the gap between who I am and who I’m becoming might close.