Wait

You wait
Bated breath, your stomach
Ties itself into knots
No, take that back, you don't have any breath.

Anticipation as you- Did I remember this?
As you- I hope I didn't forget that

And the seconds tick on and become minutes
And the minutes are hours
Long hours
Days
Waiting on a fragment when you'd know...

Then you hear the door go and your heart
Jumps, you're feeling flustered, you
Rush...

But it's only your mum coming home with the shopping and your head's filled with doubts and your stomach with butterflies and your thoughts are as jumbled as these words flowing from my fingertips as I

Wait