Waiting...

Existence is just a series of long somewhat tolerable pauses

Waiting for things to start

Waiting to grow up

Waiting for things to finish

Waiting for the end

Waiting for the next big thing

Waiting for this day to end

Waiting for the next one to start

Waiting for the right place

The right time

The right person

Waiting for the bus

Wating in the terminal

Waiting for the Train

The Plane

Stuck on the tarmac

Waiting for the wind to change

The feeling to be right

Waiting for time to heal me

The recovered loss that is waiting for you to acknowledge your feelings

Waiting for a safe space

Waiting for the storms to pass

Waiting here wet because my umbrella broke during the last flood

Why didn't I find shelter?

I'm still here

Waiting.

Waiting for the next storm to pass and the clouds to clear and reveal me

Waiting for you

Hoping you see me in your peripheral waiting to hold hands with you in the sun

Waiting for you to grab my hand

Your touch moves time faster

Waiting...

Waiting...

Waiting...

Waiting because waiting for you to speed up time with me is so much better than leaving this line for something more immediate

Immediate but mediocre

Good things are worth the wait.

-August 2019