but the thing is, there has to be.

a hush falls over the crowd. tongues tied in silent sudden panic. this feeling of awe overwhelms your senses, devouring your brain, sending shivers the furthest corners of your plane. you feel your body react, despite the summer heat, try to hide it, but your bashful cheeks spill the truth anyway.  how could you think this would be so easy? you wait your turn, impatient, but relieved for the extra moments to prepare. you wanted to be so clever, but now you can't think of a damn thing to say.

and so it's over, just try not to feel regret.