Leap of Faith

Miss Forever carries a gloomy grey cloud hovering above her head wherever she goes.
At every possibility of happiness, the cloud bursts pouring usual set of questions:
Is it right?
Will it last?
What if it doesn't end well?

Miss Forever always carries her passport to a safe place with her.
'Just in case.'
When her feet shuffle in dilemma, her hands rummage to check if she still has got return tickets.

Miss Forever rarely plans jumping off the cliffs. Yet she checks her parachute every now and then.
'Contingency planning.'
She plans to land unscathed.

Miss Forever always has one eye on future whenever Mr As-of-Now kisses her.
Gloomy cloud bulges with questions.
Passport in her bag flutters its pages.
Valley of indecision is so deep and bleak, her feet shake too much for that leap of faith.

Mr As-of-Now means business.
He is always busy kissing Miss Forever.
With both eyes closed.