Fear and hope are sisters, oft confused; The world has changed so fast since yesterday -- She could not have foreseen what she now feels, For first times are like strangers in that way. She wants to run, but also wants to stay: Her expectation rises, and then sinks -- And why is everything so hard, she thinks. It's all embarrassing, and very strange. To wait and look, but hope that she won't see: To relive every gesture and exchange, And parse out every word to find the key That can unlock this tangled mystery. And car goes by, a bird flits through the yard: She thinks, Why does it have to be so hard?