Cloudy with a chance

Sometimes

Only sometimes,

When I’m afraid that when my lips part

Tears will fall instead of nouns.

Or fist will lay instead of punctuation marks.

Sometimes

When the hurt overwhelms me,

Numbs me

Or joy stills me

Stuns the movement from my jaw.

Sometimes,

When these feet get heavy

And they can’t carry

And my knees are light

And without bend

And I try to mend my own heart,

Silly girl don’t you remember?

You never learned how to sew.

Just sometimes

Not nearly enough

But sometimes I look up

I look up

And i can care less how much ache the arch of my neck creates

It does not matter!

My eyes

They see the glory

hidden behind the clouds

somewhere out there

over my promise.

I look up

And in my choice to stay quiet

I find that I have also chosen

something far more precious

I have chosen you,

In the stillness of my hurt

In the quiet of my pain

In the hello of my thanking joy

Please

Please don't let the choice of you

Ever become

Sometimes.