I dumbly follow fate's footsteps forgiving
for sending me The Someone with the key
to slide in my depths, fit every contour
and pull apart my protective shell
in one loving motion swiftly.
For giving me the gift of rapture yet
letting days pass slowly
before years can come.
For leaving me on my back with guts hanging, and the blood blinding,
For leaving me, naive child, willing to follow
to earth's end and fall in vain
believing I'll land on optimism's haze
and float away, I can forgive.
Because I can take in and never waste ecstasy,
Because his words shield my vulnerablility,
Because the power to leave and will to lay
sustains in me,
And very little is held by invisible entity,
I forgive fate for giving me love.