Anticipation
As shadows of my past slowly emerge
I see the faint reflection of a girl
She danced with grace with every step and twirl
I try so desperately to fight the urge
Because I know this vision isn't real
It's only an illusion in my head
A shadow of myself appeared and said
"Do not refrain from telling what you feel."
It made me wonder what I want to say
If I should tell this shadow how I felt
I know not of the cards that I've been delt
But only games of chance are what I play
What her responce will be, nobody knows
It's time I lay all my cards out... here goes
~Chris Kuper