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.
Copyright © Rebecca Treacy | Year Posted 2009
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