I open the door and you are there.
You're smiling, arms out to be cuddle
I'm wearing my best smile
, and squashing down the unreasonable resentment
I step forward into your arms and...
You always see.
No matter what Happy Face
I choose to wear, you pierce it in seconds.
Like so much about Us.
Confusing, and challenging
, and ecstatic
For the first time in my life...
I'm not steering
I can't choose just where we're going, how we'll be.
I'm not pushing. Not leading.
Just walking side by side with someone I love.
It's scary when things change, even when the change is good.
My mask has always been impervious...
I feel naked without it.