I believe in salvation
and the kindness of strangers.
There’s nobody waiting at the end
nobody waiting to save me.
but there’s sure as hell a hand to hold
lips to kiss
and words that make me feel like I’m the one you’ve been waiting all this time for.
There’s sheets to get tangled in.
Water to submerse myself in.
Coffee to wake up to.
Eyes that are full of acceptance and absent of judgment.
A comfortable silence to sit in.
You’ll tell me you’ll be in touch
and I’ll act like I believe you.
I’ll go down my road
and you’ll go down yours.
Maybe we meet in the middle
but something tells me we won’t.
All the things that hooked me to this life will always be there
in different eyes, places, long car rides, and hot cups of coffee.
I will find salvation.