When I finally realize
That every pretty thing you told me was weightless and surface level. Just a pretty thought you rambled to satiate the parts of me that were beginning to realize. Your words simply tranquilizers to the only parts of my mind aware enough to protect me.
It paralyzed me
Maybe the tone of his voice or the brief twinge of amusement at the end of his question. The complete oblivion to the weight and impact of his words. Suddenly and uncontrollably, I’m spiraling again. Slipping so fast that even though I’m grasping at the edges, nothing is enough to maintain the balance. Balance that was so meticulously maintained, ruined with a simple tip to the scale.
