The long awaited future
The fast forward envisioned over and over again
So many things said, many more left unsaid
Some too little, some too late
Some good, some bad
Not black and white, but more gray
Different colors, different lives,
Different people, different locations
Different morals, different ideas,
One single hug
The same hug
When I met you
When you met me
We tell ourselves endlessly to live in the moment
But there's something to be said for anticipation
On point in your life when you have what you want
Or the reason why you don't
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