forbidden words

Nothing.

It's being in unforbidden territory.
The thought scares me.
But somehow I tread my way through,
Picking cautiously through the forage.
Look back.
Realise I didn't take the chance,
To admire the pretty flowers,
The majestic animals, the rainbows,
The way the sun shines down on everything,
The marvels of this territory.
So I begin again.
To walk through the forest.
This time, marvelling at the majestic territory.
How could I have been so practical,
To miss all that's beautiful.

The unknown.
I tread deeper and deeper into it.
The unknown is undefined.

It makes one insecure, doesn't it.
But it doesn't, not to me.

It's like going down into something unstable,
Only to realise that everything, at the bottom,
Is as steady as could ever be.
The most secure of it all.

If I had been afraid,
If I didn't listen to my heart,
I would never have taken the risk.
And I would have never known how it would be,
To be stable and happy deep down.

I tread on eggshells around my heart.
Some times.
But imagine not ever having to take the risk.
Monotonous is what I would still be leading.

Treading on eggshells around my heart.
It's a natural process,
Of loving. Of caring.
Of loving like I've never did before.
Of experiencing something so new,
That I cannot do anything but to follow my instincts.

Sometimes the feeling gets too intense.
I stop breathing for a while.
My heart stops, my heart beats too fast.
My heart skips a beat.
My body and knees go weak.
I melt.

And I pretend it all didn't happen.
I get embarrassed wanting to say it out.
Because it has never happened to me before,
The way I feel.

Unforbidden territory.
Unfathomable.
But sometimes,
There are no reasons.
None for loving.
All for loving.

Sometimes,
Somethings are just meant to be.