Rushing water crashing down under.

Rocks breaking the waves everywhere,

mist all around…

From a distance it all looks short,

but next to it feels like miles.

I’m so scared.

I can’t take that first step.

I’m almost in tears.

I turn around to leave,

but you grab my hand.

Everything about that moment was perfect.

We took the first step together.

And before I knew it,

we were standing in the middle of it.

We stood there.

Hand in hand.

I wasn’t scared.

I felt…

safe.

Ever since that day i’ve felt that way,

and it all started,

with a bridge.