making room

making room

i am slowly
letting go of
the people
places
things
i was holding on to
so that when you come
my hands are free
to hold yours
so that my heart
is a tranquil, open space
so that you can walk into my life
without tripping over
bones
scattered
and dreams shattered
i am putting them to rest now
letting what’s dead pass away
so that the living can come forth
so that I can breathe
and taste you
like sudden water
where everything was withered and dry
or honey
to make me remember
sweet
I am slowly, surely
letting go
throwing away
casting aside
discarding
clearing out
surrendering
all barriers that could stand between us
i mean,
i want us to be comfortable
so
i am making room