But I'm willing to let go of whatever mess I'm simply holding in my hands, my vice gripped fists.
To let go of worries, of demons and ghosts. of scars.
To let it all go to where it's just me and you. two messes just trying to make it.
Where it's just love. Perfect love that casts out fear. But it casts out a lot more than that.
It casts out expectations. timelines. other voices.
And in the place of those things, it brings in contentment. peace. laughter and I love you's.
Because I really do. And that's why I'll open my hands.