You can't see it.
The gears turning. The pieces shifting. The path being cleared.
But something is happening.
You want proof. A sign. A timestamp on the delivery.
But the universe doesn't work with tracking numbers.
What you asked for didn't disappear.
It's just travelling a route you weren't shown.
You weren't forgotten.
You're just early to the window.
The question isn't whether it's coming.
It's whether you can hold your nerve until it does.
