I have found myself in a state of in between,
a limbo-like state that makes me constantly feel like I’m dangling from the edge of a cliff,
one hand simply separating me from plummeting to my untimely death.
I am between two selves,
two possible outcomes of my life’s journey.
I am between liking the way you make me feel and hating you with every fibre of my being.
Between laughing at your jokes, no matter how corny
and wanting to forget about you entirely.
Between hearing you say “I love you” and wishing desperately for
an “I hate everything you stand for”,
And yet I dangle,
my feet off the ground, far from any sibilance of safety, my heart gone with it.
I am in shambles,