More Okay

There was always a tiny moment

When I wasn’t sure how you actually

Felt about me.

It was the split second before

I saw your face

And before

You folded me up, deep into you.

Somehow that didn’t deter

The grand and delightful whispers of love.

I had felt so many things in my life

That I sometimes left you for a spell.

A sabbatical of the mind.

I couldn’t help the leaving,

And the absence wasn’t planned.

It was nice that you stayed put.

I was never really all that okay

But I was more okay with you.

I love my ability to feel

But if I could turn it off for a moment

Maybe I would finally sleep soundly since last I saw you.

Every sweeping memory takes me entirely

By surprise.

The flooding feelings don’t like to leave me be

And nothing cures them the way you do.

If you could do me a favor;

Come back.

I was never really all that okay

But I was more okay with you.