Here comes the scary part.
The one where I have to decide.
To let you in.
To keep you out.
To stagnate.
To take one step forward.
To doubt new beginnings.
or
To simply take a chance,
with you.
If I let you, will you let me?
But if you let me, can I let you?
Maybe I just have to stop being sure. Maybe being sure is not always what makes one happy. Maybe we can just start by being happy. One day at a time.