We play a endless waiting game – life and me. Life waits for me to turn into the person it wills for me to be. I wait for it to turn into what I expect out of it. Some days life wins. Some days I win.
And in all the days that lie in between, there’s just the endless waiting.
Sigh-ingly yours
Faded Glory
Sometimes waiting is good
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