Butterflies.

You know that feeling when you have finally worked up the courage to dive under the water? You have been waiting on the edge, hoping for the courage to jump, or at least someone to come up and give you that slight push you need to go in the right direction. You feel a rush of panic run over you, you feel breathless - you feel stupidly terrified. That feeling you experience is something to treasure. Does that particular feeling relate to anything else in your life? Or have you experienced it without even knowing it. It could be finally telling that certain person that your heart is totally invested in only them, or it could be the rush of finally finding that perfect dress, thats the perfect fit- for that perfect occasion. It could be something as simple as getting a smile from that cute guy at the supermarket, or finally realising you have dived in too deep into a dark pool of the inevitable and you must find a way out. If your lucky, you can get this feeling from a person, and - I get that feeling from you. You leave me on edge. For sometime now i've been waiting it out in the water, taking deep breaths, unsure of whether to dive in or get out. I then become overwhelmed with a different feeling, a moment of realisation... i've already dived without realising, and now that feeling has been replaced by uncertainty. Im afraid now it's too late to find a way out.