I am in a place where moments, days, and weeks are just blending together. I am doing a waiting dance.
I have things I am doing while I'm waiting for the things I want to be doing.
I am trying to find a job while I am waiting to find a way out of this house.
I am sleeping while I am waiting to get to the next day.
I am talking to him while I am waiting for him to come home.
I am worrying about him while I am waiting for him to be safe.
I am passing the days while I am waiting to go back to school.
I am passing school while I am waiting to get on with my life.
I am closing my eyes while I am waiting for the voices to stop.
I am moving while I am waiting to be moved.
there is only one thing that is certain.
I am living while I am loving.
I am loving while I am living.
That is what matters most in my life. The love I feel and give and take.
Love is my answer.
So while I wait for my Love to change, to become stronger, to develop...to come home.
I wait knowing that it is all worth my time. I wait knowing that somedays will be here eventually.
Somedays, I love the thought of my somedays.
