There is

There's a knot in my stomach.

There's a glance. Sideways. There's a turn I caught - but maybe not.

There's watchful avoidance. There's artificial normalcy.

There's an involuntary movement, or a converted outward vibration.

There's anticipation, there's a certain expectation, there's a fix.

There's curiosity, discovery and affirmation, there's a similarity.

There's a quest for equilibrium.

There's a world at stake - and a promise being kept.