It is okay to be overwhelmed.
When love violently kicks in the door to
your chest and yells with a loaded
gun pointed in the direction of your
heart, it is okay to fall to the floor
and beg for mercy; to throw your pride
right out the window knowing fully well
that you will never see it again.
It is okay.
You won’t need it anymore.
When love intertwines its fingers with
yours, you will forget all you knew of
ego. You will embody humility. You will
forget all you knew of building walls
high enough to no longer see the stars
and take up gardening instead just to
grow beauty with your bare hands.
You will grow her fields of sunflowers
because she has taught you how to open up.
When love greets you for the first time,
you will know her. You will recognize
her smile. It is okay to be overwhelmed;
you are realizing you have found what you
have been searching for when you didn’t
even know you have spent twenty-one years
searching for it.
When love kicks in the door to your chest:
Run to her.
Hold her close to you and promise
her you will never lock her out