Eruption
The moment you showed signs that I may not be the only one
It felt like a volcano went off in the pit of my stomach
And I let out a glowing avalanche of all the reasons why I never get too close to a man.
See...
I relate too much to the most dangerous type of eruption.
I concealed every fear I had of what loving you might bring.
So, excuse me while I sit and marinate in all the debris of self-doubt.
Ashes of past trauma, heartbreak and grief.
I forgot what it was like to be loved by a man.
It’s not always something easy to embody.
Sometimes, it burns.
—Chelseamarae
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