Tomorrow

Countdown's almost up. Been waiting for this since they cooked up the plan. Been waiting for an opportunity like this for better than a year. Perfect? No, but that's ok. Your presence is all I've really wanted for so long now… and tomorrow, your presence is what I'll have. I'm not keeping my hopes up but if somehow the stars align so that we can have a moment alone… well, I'll not try to cross any lines that shouldn't be crossed, but god am I going to savor that moment anyways. I know I'll still not get to have the flavor of you, but perhaps the scent… even if that scent is all sunscreen and sweat… and if by chance you happen to look deep into my eyes…

I just hope I don't forget how to words.