Dates.

Plans.

Everything coming along.

All at once,

The ideas align,

Excitement filled.

Minds are moving.

Imagination is strong.

Content.

Pride.

The date it set.

Now we wait for the time of manifestation.

All the emotions at once,

Bubbling up inside,

Almost a little too much.

Makes the anxiety that hides,

Twitch.

A moment alone.

Thoughts to one self.

No longer shared throughout.

Good friends are easy to vibe with.

But doubt.

Doubt about life.

Aligned it right,

Then the plans will hold.

Life constantly changes,

Where nothing is real.

But we can wish,

Which really helps.

The world hears these,

And wants to move things along.

So I will wish.

And wait.

But keep low with the expectations,

As to not deflate,

The hope the keeps us moving.

The hope for which we mistaken,

And I’ve lost it.