He's not here right now to make me feel better. To fill up this void that I'm feeling. To share in all the things I love and convince me otherwise when I give up on my dreams and passions. He's not here right now to know what colour my eyes are or feel the warmth of my breath on his skin.
But he's alive, right now, in this moment. He's breathing. And in time, fate will find us together. And then, he will be here.
And until that day, I have to sit here. And wait.
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