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#praying this happens tomorrow but without the whole anxiety attack part TT
iamthejinyouarethejin · 8 months
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stage fright
writing this because it's the romanticized/fluffed-up version of what's gonna happen to me tomorrow. :)
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te amo k ♡
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i wasn't scared to smile. i wasn't scared to have fun. i wasn't scared to stand on a stage in front of 100 kids. it was lightwork. i'd done speeches and won awards, competing in front of judges. i'd done sermons for judgy church people. i'd performed as the lead character in shows over and over again.
but could i have done any of that if he was there?
could i sing, could i be emotional and act, could i focus or even speak if he had been there?
my legs trembled on the stage. this had happened before, but it was never this bad. i glanced at my teacher. she gave me a reassuring thumbs up. meant nothing. i scanned the crowd for him, hoping i wouldn't see his face.
"please please please please."
i prayed to dear God he wouldn't be there.
but He had other plans.
we made eye contact, and i looked away. at least i thought i did. instead, i stood there, eyes locked with his, wide-mouthed, almost missing the intro of my song. he raised a brow, giving me a quizzical look and glanced away in the direction of his friend.
oh no.
"placed my feet on solid ground-" i stammered through the words and tried not to cry, forcing myself to look at anyone other than him. i met my best friend's eyes, her brows curving up in worry.
"you good?'" she mouthed from the audience. but i couldn't respond. my voice cracked on the harmony, the mic shaking in my hands.
i tried to find someone else to stare down. a teacher, one of the principals.
anyone.
but i just had to meet his eyes again.
except this time, he smiled.
@ratataqueennn he probably won't smile tomorrow :(
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