FEELING #9

Waiting,
That’s the only thing that I’m good at.

I’m afraid of losing that I’d wait my whole life for them to come back even though I know that it is close to the word impossible.

A day?

A week?

A month?

A year?

Even if that means that I won’t be able to hold those little hands of mine, I would.

For you.

Only for you.

 

Sincerely,
yours

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