One
glance
Two
steps forward
Three
big steps back
Four
deep breaths for bravery
Five
painful weeks of pointless contemplation
Six
thousand excuses for my fading footsteps
Seven
worthless poems for worthless hopes and wishes
Eight
hours after four, the ground has become uneven
Nine
letters spell my real name, one you'll never know
Ten
terrible reasons why I can never, ever let us happen

But one
glance.