In The Event This Doesn't Fall Apart

by Shannon Lee Barry

You have this way of looking at me that stops my heart; it is the way, I think, I’ve always dreamed of being looked at. Like I hurt your eyes a little. Like you can’t believe your luck to be standing in front of me.

You were at the edge for so long, and now you’re here in the center. You are in the front of my brain, always always. My first thought is for you.

Happiness is bigger and better with you. I guess that’s just love when it’s good.

But I feel it; the possibility of change. Everything is almost different, but it’s me who makes the final push.