untied laces

here I am, wearing my favorite pair of boots. 

walking so carelessly despite my sprained foot 

I have always been stubborn 

pushing my limits just to perceive as brave

bringing courage despite all its strings of pain 

but here, I am, being fearless yet so scared 

because I am walking a path that I've never seen before

not ready to approach this immediately. 

you see, I clear out things that never looked solid, 

always leaving behind uncertainties, 

those that come without knocking on my steel door

but with you, it's like i take cigarette sticks every minute that I risk

ready to carry doubts and hesitations 

as long as you're with me. 

it was life taking me over 

and i am a fish just swimming through its wave. 

it feels like drowning, yet i am breathing so... great. 

here I am, wearing my favorite pair of boots. 

with its shoelaces untied 

swinging as i walk 

capable of tripping me 

letting vulnerability hold my stance.

i have no idea why did i walk out the door of my house

without making a knot 

without checking twice, or thrice. 

i guess, there's something about the ground 

the make my strings touch its lips

there's something about the soles of my feet 

itchy to just walk straight ahead

not looking at anything, 

but you. 

here i am, wearing nothing 

not my highly praised walls 

not even my blue jacket

only my favorite pair of boots 

yet i don't feel so naked. 

its not like I'm giving a part of me, 

but sharing in ways i never know is possible. 

You did not break my walls, 

you went over it, 

and somehow, it feels like, 

despite my untied laces, 

I know, 

here, despite the weirdness of it all, 

that you can prevent me from falling.