I waited
Until your reasons sounded like excuses
I waited
With new hope for us and our lives
I waited
For you to cross your hurdles until they became the ones you created
I waited
Unwaveringly suffering from how i was the one impeding us
I waited
Wholeheartedly defending you, protecting you from all my concerns
I waited
Enclosing myself in anxiety, hiding away from reality, my instincts, my gut all screaming something’s wrong
I waited
Never letting anyone in so they wouldn’t know what we were going through because i thought you were fragile
I waited through it all
And got nothing in return
I waited until
I felt like the world was against us
But then admitted to myself
That it was only you against us.
And now I’m here.
Full of regret for being
so blind,
so insecure,
so naive,
so believing,
so in denial,
But a tiny part of me is still waiting
For you to want to prove I’m wrong
So how f***ed is that?
Hello Q,
It is better to try something than do nothing; I reckon.
But waiting has its merits – it all depends on the outcome we seek.
Cheers!
Eric