Equilibrium

We are at that
                     awkward stage

betwixt and between.

Expanding out of love
                                  but
not yet contracted into hate.

Our possibilities haven't
collapsed and
taken us with them yet.

The past remnants of
happiness and
the future relics of
                           bitter words
are both exerting their influence;

colliding with us in the dark.

And, oh,
        which one

will knock us
from this careful,
                       breath-held
                                   

   balance?