Anticipation can haunt you.
You sit and wait, but the action, the thing, it never comes.
So you try to put yourself out there, and gesture that you want the thing to take place.
It still doesn't happen, and now you're disappointed.
The thought constantly consumes your brain after several hours.
One side says that you should have gone for it, while the other says that you did the right thing, and went with your gut.
Now, the anticipation of the next action is in place.
YOU ARE READING
Poems.
PoetryI'm not the best writer, but I like to write an awful lot. Just a couple of poems that I wrote, nothing special.
