Float Words

I float...slow
My boat 
Filled with holes
Acid tears fall
The wood, 

Holds 

More water 

Than hope 
And He 
Hasn't come
To save me
Instead 
To maybe
Just be 
By my side
For as long 
As I'd like
Show me 
How to waterproof 
My vessel 
How to use the tools
I never 
Let myself
Reach for
He's here for 
Company 
Currently 
Coaxing me
Gently
Letting me 
Sense he
Is more
Than he says 
More than 
A friend 
He offers me 
Opportunity 
To be understood; 
My nature,
My tendency 

To avoid
Caring
Kindness
To expect
Only clemency
So he shows me 
How to care
For each
Piece
Of the wood
Beneath me
How to treat it
How to seal it
Line it
With the resiliency 
Of trust 
Of love
Of things
I'm not familiar with 
That he insists
I deserve
I observe
As he
Whispers
His promises
So as not to scare me
He gives me space
To escape
To think
To sink
As I see fit
As I am wary
Of his calm
He does not 
Command the water
He simply exists
He does not 
Demand 
Declare
Deride 
He simply gives
Without expectations
He is still
He is patient
But I urge him
To move on 
I am destined 
To drown
My Boat
Breaking 
Apart
Piece by piece
Like my heart
And it's hard
To hold on 
To go down 
This stream 
Of thought
But it's the only thing
I know 
But he is ready,
Expecting my No 
Understanding 
That it comes from fear
And he says 
He's here 
He won't go 
He's made space
In his boat,

And his hope 
For what I can be
Dries up 

All my tears 
Though sadly feels 
Like it could be 
Something more 
Than I deserve 
His only insistence
Is that I'm worth
Every soft, sweet word
I float, slow
My boat goes 
Forward
Finding 
Comfort
In the future 
The currents 
Feel smoother
He hasn't
Come to save me
But he's maybe

Made something newer

Changed the course

I'd planned 

Before 
My boat 

Floats 

Slow
But,

It's not on it's own 

Anymore