Monday, November 12, 2018

tell me something good.

Tell me something good.

Tell me this is different. Please, use your words. I crave your words. I have to wait for the actions. Patience girl, patience.

I can tell you here, I know I'm scared. I am. I can tell you my fear lies more with you than with me. The unknown. I know my own mind.

I can tell you this feels good. 

What happens now? I can hear it, the bell ringing.

Now we wait.


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