Two years. Almost to the day, that I have been waiting for this. Two years of what-if’s, someday’s, maybe’s. Well, Someday is now, and I’m scared. I have ran it through my head, so many different ways it could go, yet I am still so unsure of what will be. More nervous now than ever before. I thought that I would have nothing to lose at this point, but I feel as though everything is on the line.
Maybe I built it up too much, and now I have left myself with nowhere to go but down.
Maybe it was all about forbidden fruit, and once I have tasted it I will realize how bitter it really is.
Maybe I want to keep my what-if’s, someday’s, and maybe’s exactly where they are, because I am so scared that once I have you, you won’t be what I want anymore.