a few times we bickered
something in her expression
I thought was amused

maybe in those moments
we were something more exciting
and less manageable

but I don't do excitement well
as you well know

my adrenaline was rushing
my body forward across the rocks
climbing higher diving deeper
than I should

now my muscles are frayed linen
and my imagination falters

the frustration of crying
when I don't know why

but I do know it's easy
to obsess over someone
who could fall for anyone but you

and I've always been a frog
who thrives in pessimistic waters