It aches…

My god, does it ache…

I stand here and I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

I see it there, waiting for me,

A life with you, A life of fulfillment.

I can see the water pouring into the cup,

And as I sit here and hesitate,

It overflows.

I've just learned your name,

Yet the idea of you has already consumed me.

Is this okay?

To jump into this pool?

Of passion and desire?

Would you approve?

And as I sit here and hesitate,

The idea of it grows,

A mountain demanding me to climb.

A flood threatening to engulf me.

My leg shakes and takes a step,

And I laugh.

This must be fate.

For you are ahead,

And I can’t stop myself from walking.