I’ve been waiting for you,
for this moment of vulnerability
where everything that came
before you was just a way
to test my strength for the
real thing. And you are
the real thing. You are the
feeling right after you smoke
a cigarette when you haven’t
given in to the addiction for days.
You are what I’ve been
looking for without any idea
of where it is exactly
that I am supposed to end up.
But I found you. And now
I finally know why I’ve been
told so many times to be patient,
and to keep holding on
even when my hands are
begging me to let go.
Published on August 24, 2014 11:49