paper plane waiting to land

"unfortunately, i didn't have the chance..." as in, i didn't have the balls. "wow, i'm impressed...". actually, i'm fucking terrified of what i've just done. i can feel the can of worms opening up as we speak. oh, what the hell. i can stand the embarrassment, but i couldn't stand the regret of not doing anything.. at least, i feel alive. confused. excited. nervous. most of all i feel. this hard heart is being rushed away like in that song. except it's not the end of the summer yet. and, definitely, the air is not cold...