When?
It is the question that haunts me, that plagues me, that defines me.
When is it my turn for love?
When is it my time to be happy?
When do the good times start?
When do I just give up trying for love?
When do I chuck it all and run away?
When does all the bullshit cease?
When can I get the answers to all the questions I have?
When is it time to move on?
When will mom die and I finally be really alone?
1 comment:
Stop asking when and just do it. Do not let this make you closed off to what you can have. It didn't work, but it will come to you. Stop looking for it and let it come to you when the universe allows it. I know it's shitty, but "it is what it is", right? And you will never be alone. You have the boys, you have your sister, you have God (I know he is watching over you, even if you are not ready to accept him) and, yes, you still have me. I may not be your "girl" but I will always be your friend. Please don't forget that. Please.
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