I tried.

I tried to get over you.
I really did.
But I'm not.
I scaled that cliff wall in 30 seconds once I saw you and heard you speak.
I'm teetering at the edge now.
Are you going to push me off or grab me and hug me close?
I won't know for another week or so. Perhaps more.
I worked so hard.
I had cleaned most of the wounds from my last fall.
Every once and a while I saw you at the top of the cliff.
I yelled out.
We would talk.
You would move on.
The ninja would coax me to keep on moving as well.
The ninja wanted me away from that wall.
I kept a finger on it....
"let it go" the ninja would say.
I let go.
I would walk a little ways away.
I kept you in sight.
As time went on I would get a little farther away.
Your voice always brought me a step back though.
We gave each other distance.
Why was this time different?
The ninja coaxed me to move on.
I wouldn't budge.
I saw you.
That face.
That smile.
That voice.
That laugh.
It all came flooding back.
I rushed back. All the steps I had taken away from you....I retraced them right back to you.
I climbed up that wall. Right to the top.
You pulled me up...but you kept me at the edge.
Both unsure of what to do.
I have a feeling we're going to be at the edge for a little while.

~AM