My love is not the overwhelming kind
Yet my heart is not any less fragile
I may not speak in romantic prose, my tongue may bite
But I will drown myself in suffocating doubt
As my lungs fill with desire
I will breathe in even your weightless words
And the fear of breath loss will coincidentally cause a collapse
For the depths of my emotions are a challenge for even experienced divers
Including obstacles to ware off any hungry sharks
Because settling is not a viable option when your hopes are your only life support
Then a stillness will come in the free-fall
As my unyielding heart bears the burden of the journey
And the scars of past mistakes provide reassurance to a promising future
Because although my love is not the overwhelming kind
My heart is not any less fragile to cracks of unexpected chances to be taken