extremophile

there was a time when i thought that maybe this was the only way. that love was bright and intense, like standing right next to a star. and how glorious would that be? after all, you were in the heavens. but i know now that it isn't true. it isn't right. i am not an extreme person. i cannot swing high and low and be okay. i am meant to walk on the earth, its firm, soft beauty solidly beneath my feet. from here, my view of the stars is far more palatable.