Jessica Andrews

My hunger held my worry and my fear like a dam, so I didn’t have to feel it any more.

But now you are in me and just like that, you hold the soft, wet muscle of my exposed heart in your hand.

all seems too good, despite my uncertainty, and I am afraid for a moment, waiting for something bad to come and catch us out.

You don’t seem to recognise that I am taking a risk and moving my whole life for you, whereas you are doing what you already wanted to.

I am waiting to pay the price for all this joy, all of the good things shimmering around me like plankton, waiting for the danger to catch us up.