Anxiously waiting
unsure of tomorrow
what seemed so obvious
is now on cracking ice
i thought
his mind would be easily read
and now
closer up
it seems blurry
are we where i thought?
or was it an illusion?
imaginary longing
from desired attention
where do we stand
together or seperate?
forward to something
or returning to original positions?
heres to wisdom
to kindness
to honesty and friendship
in the midst of unknown territory
may the conversation begin.