When we sit down for tea

you tell me

nothing makes you more happier

than knowing that you’re loved and

being able to share that love

and for a second I panic.

I panic like everyone else

when they come to something

that they don’t understand.

I panic because

the only love I’ve ever known

comes with a whole host of expectations

of who to love

of when to love

of how to love.

I panic because

if I don’t

I’ll not even know

the love I know now.

When we sit down for tea

you tell me

nothing makes you more happier

than knowing that you are loved and

being able to share that love

and for a second I panic.

I panic because

if I don’t

that will be the only kind of love

I’lI ever know.