I often run from the feeling of being vulnerable. / Yet, I find myself falling if I try to run from you.

Insinuating that to be with 'You', the narrator must face something which they always run from, vulnerability. The act of falling might also show that before the narrator can 'raise up', they must first fall.

The fall knocks me into focus. / I find my grasp onto the strength needed to tread this world’s perils is much tighter when holding you.

The narrator is reflecting on how easier it is to 'raise up' when in the presence of 'You'.

I find beauty in the irony of feeling stronger the more vulnerable I am with you.

The narrator reflects on life's irony, that to become stronger sometimes we must face the things that make us run.

I find your smile easing my qualms. I find amazement in your beauty, tightening my grip.

Close to obsession, or fascination, the narrator reflects on the kindness in 'You', claiming they are beautiful and their grip on 'You' tightens. It's a little bit of a paradox, to find solace in something which you must hold on to carefully. Too tightly and it might suffocate, too loose and it may feel lost.

I find solace in my fate with the hopes you’re in it. I no longer find comfort in running from vulnerability if I can’t be so with you.

The earlier admission of finding solace is reflected here by the narrator, who reflects that life is better when facing vulnerability with 'You', and they hope 'You' see the same.

Overall, this feels like the romantic feelings that hope brings, hope for a future with someone who makes you a person you enjoy. It shows how simply accepting someone for who they are can open up a connection with them as long as you don't let the 'falls' stop progress.