Hardwork

I am seeking for a long lost feeling.
She hides amidst the days of preparation.
She will show herself after the important moment has passed, after the sighs of relief and only for a short time.
She will be the precipitant from my coming days of due dilligent.
I want her to appear the moment after I write my last word and jot down the last full stop.
I will welcome her with an inside smug and a pat on my back.
For her apperance would mean that all is well.
I am looking for satisfaction.