Now that all has been said and done
Our troubles and worries far behind us
I stand here worried, wondering
Yet excited and exhilarated.
This dance,
This game
We play
I could hardly tire of it.
There are times
Where I am worn out
By your antics
Stuck and bogged down
From unsurety.
And there are times
Where we seem to click so assuredly
That I question myself
Whatever was I so worried for.
This nervousness,
This racing heart,
I wonder if you feel it too.
Even if it’s a burden to bear at first
I wonder if you look forward to it the same way I do.
A game so shrouded in mystery
Just the way you like it.