2.16.15, 10:00pm you are waiting for her. i am waiting for him. we are waiting for them. why? we spend out entire lives waiting for people when we don’t even wait for ourselves. we rush early in the morning to make the bus or to swallow our food. we rush to pay bills and to get chores done. we rush for the sun to rise and for the moon to appear. we wait for everything. we wait in lines, on phone calls, on tests, on love, on life, on death. we wait for mail to come and we wait for people to answer text messages back at three in the morning. why? why are waiting? we wait because we have nothing better to do. we wait because it is better than making hopeful accusations and we wait because we rather deal with the anticipation of what is to come rather than the emptiness we will inevitably feel. and im afraid that that will infinitely be our downfall. so go ahead and wait around for her. you know she is just going to keep you waiting for more and more weeks. and you are going to tear yourself apart more and more because you are going to think that she does not love you when in the back of her heart we both know she does. and you are going to dig your hole deeper and deeper because you think you will forever keep falling for her deeper and deeper. life is going to keep you waiting. it is going to knock you the fuck over but it is up to you to stand up again. you are going to collapse and crumble and you are going to hate yourself and you are going to want to die at certain points because you think that you have no chance with her, and you are going to finally feel how i once felt. but it is going to be alright. because i love you and i believe in you. and even though i am waiting for him, and you are waiting for her, maybe things will turn out okay. maybe things won’t be so maybe.
everything takes time, time, and more time. and sometimes, not even then. but be patient. it didn’t take overnight to create the stars above you, and it didn’t take overnight to create you. so just wait a little more.
