In That Moment

And in that moment
My heart stood still.

We were racing—
Dashing across the world so fast
Not even our shadow could keep up with us—
And I could feel the air flying by.

My heart should have been pounding—
Beating so fast it could’ve kept even with us
Or maybe even moved ahead of us—
But instead it kept its normal pace.

My grip on you was tight
But not extremely so,
And I realized in that moment
Why I was so calm.

Don’t they always tell you about racing hearts?
And shaking hands?
Isn’t that the very definition
Of infatuation?

But I’m not infatuated with you.

My hands don’t tremble
As they run through your hair.
My cheeks aren’t bright red
When you cup them in your palms.

My heart wasn’t racing
Because it had no reason to.
I wasn’t scared.
And I certainly wasn’t shy.

I was comfortable; myself.
And as we raced across the earth,
My heartbeat never wavering,
I realized something.

In that moment
My heart stood still.
And in that moment
I could finally admit that I love you.