Anticipation brings
adrenalin and
excitement
to some people.
It just gives me
nausea.
I get so
worked up about
the possibility
the maybe
and my stomach
knots around
itself.
This time plans changed.
It's unclear if it is over
postponed
dropped.
I will eventually
likely
probably
end up doing it later,
which is way worse
than just doing it now
and having it be
done.
Or my chance could
fall
through entirely,
and I would be left
trapped
with the
unspoken words.
I need to grab the ends
tie them together and
burn them
so this will all just be
finished.
Because if the words remain
unsaid,
(I think) the ends
will just start to fray
again.