In less than two weeks
We will meet again
The possibility of true love
Whispers on the wind
As the day draws closer
Anxiety mounts
Are we just a fantasy
Or a love that will really count
Our first meeting was brief
A seed of hope got planted
Growing steadily
Into something we both want
Are you as nervous me
Hoping beyond hope
That this just might be
Something to pursue
Taking one day at a time
Gets harder each day
Keeping my mind off the future
Is difficult in so many ways
I try not to envision us
Living together
The fairytale
Of happily-ever-after
A tale that has failed us both
So many times before
I don’t want to feel the pressure
As I walk through the door
Of the house that might someday
Truly be called “ours”
I am fighting the anxiety
Creeping in at all hours
You are so precious to me
Such a treasure
I don’t want to lose the joy
That we share
Please forgive me
For the hesitancy
As our next meeting draws close
You may be sensing
As I process my fears
And tear down the walls
My heart has built over the years
I know your intentions are pure
You are a good man
So why am I getting so scared
When I believe this is a Divine plan
E.A. Fussell
05/07/2018
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