Words Are LIke "What Ifs", BUT Yours...

Words remain ever the same:

A scary thought of the dark,

A refreshing swell of love at You

But the doubt ever lingers

"What if I am not loved?"

"What if I am?"

"What if He's playing my emotions?"

"What if Mom really does care?"

"What if Dad does too?"

"What if...the worst thing happens:

You leave my life?"

Words reamin as a scary thought

But when yours flow from your full pink lips

The lips that call me yours,

The voice that eats away my despair,

My "What ifs" wash away.

They're just words that mean only fear in my eyes

But worry in yours and I would never want you to worry.

I only wish the best for you

Because your "What ifs" are actually promises:

"What if I came to you?"

"What if we fell from Heaven together

Never to depart?"

"What if my up is yours, my down is yours,

My life and heart is one with yours?"

These I call words of the colorful sky,

So vivid and entwined.

What ifs shall be promises of only the good.

If anything else, they are lies.

Author's Note

This peice was really rough...