A Little Bit of Momentum.

It's now that I know this doesn't end.

We've been running our own circles, continuously, always intersecting at one point just to continue on. We're growing up but not growing apart. You're the only one who has ever sparked my curiosity for this long. All this time my regard for health has been toxic, and you're medicinal where others were no more than hospice. You make me want to believe in something that is bigger than me, you, and the quest that seems to never end when we're this young. We brush elbows and throw punches, but I know my hand lingers a little too long on yours.

You're comfortable, but hardly my comfort zone. This saga has eluded me, and I'm nothing short of terrified that it will never stop. But I'm pumping my breaks and I can feel friction kicking in. I'll bring myself to stare words that have killed in the face. Somehow, I know this is just another lyrical story, composed by another and foreign to you. Your arms around my waist doesn't feel like goodbye. You're writing your own song, and it's daringly close to plaigarism. My words on your page. It's the most beautiful crime I could imagine.

So why do we fight it? Our circles go on ahead of us even if we choose not to stop at their intersection. One day, 360 completes and again your face has my vision enslaved. I'm captive but captivating. I'm not so helpless when you're holding on for dear life. Fall. Jump. I think I let go when so many friendly faces slapped me across the face with your picture. It will run circles till we hang up our hula hoops for good. I know that now. We alone can stop the clock together. The timing's never been right, but somehow, now seems perfectly timely. Don't stop long enough to ask yourself if it's too good to be true when it's amazing that it's happening.

Dropped on my face, you gave me your hand and kept it until it was warm. Your joke lit up my face and reflected in yours. I couldn't claim hurt when you eased the blow. You proved that those who left me were best left traveling without me in the passenger's seat. Because in your eyes, I see myself as something precious. Three year constant, who's seen me through so much change; you still appreciate everything I am. And I'm forever in awe of who you are. All the time I spent fighting this pulling attraction, distracting myself with right now boys and current trends, there was you. I never lost you, you never lost me, and I don't think we will ever lose this.

We're scared it's just another false start, but I say we run anyway. This will be beautiful when the time finally falls on our side. It could be now and it's not too late. Hold your breath and don't hold back.I know you felt my heart quicken. I know those jokes we made were covering up honesty. My head found a home on your shoulder and my smile found a light in your laugh.

I can't deny it anymore; I can't deny you anymore. Heart in hand. Take or turn.