Heart fluttering,
something in my chest.

Something in my chest,
that won't let me be present.

I rush to live that moment,
to know what will happen in that moment.

I long for that moment to arrive,
to obtain the result.

As if that result,
our future depended on it.

The result is just a moment,
that sooner or later will arrive,

When we are ready,
it will arrive.