Waiting - Blog Posts
For now, it's the sort of winter that freezes the tip of your nose but does nothing to your bones.
For now, I am content.
It seems like my heart only understands what you speak, even if you speak with an absence of words.
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m.l.w
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Distance.
Sometimes you have to distance yourself from someone, to provide them the space they need. This space – you thought it was what they deserved.
So you wait. And wait.
But you also long to hear from them. For things to be okay again. For everything to go back to the way it was.
But at this point in time, it hasn’t. And it kills you. And it’s your fault.
Can’t you hear my thoughts? I wish I could hear yours. To see if I even cross your mind.
I know you crossed my mind a million times today.
Silence.
Who knew silence could be so deafening? I’ve never been great at reading between the lines, but I can take a hint. But dare I do anything about it until it’s confirmed and stated loud and clear? Never.
Sometimes silence is very much appreciated. While anxiously waiting, you reflect on your actions. However, you sometimes stress yourself out trying to figure out what is going on on the other end and your mind races through the multiple possibilities that could result after the silence.
So in the end, what do I do? Nothing. Absolutely nothing but sit and wait.
Patience.
"Patience is a virtue." Easier said than done. There are always moments when you get frustrated from waiting, whether it's waiting in line at the grocery store or waiting for a text from that special someone. Sometimes it feels easier to just give up and start afresh. But wait if you had just waited out a little longer? What if you missed out on the opportunity of a lifetime? What if not waiting was going to be one of the biggest regrets in your life? But what if it's time to move on? Where is the line between stubborn and stupidity? Ah, the never ending questions in my head.
Short Stories #2
2. Waiting
Heels clicked against the polished, stone floor as nurses in white and teal, carrying paperwork and various instruments hurried by. Hands typed on keyboards in a flurry while also picking up calls for appointments and guiding a long line of patients. The smell of disinfectant and sanitizer never failed to assault the senses but you get used to it after a while. Soft murmurs and chatters lazily floated in the room creating a lull in the air which would be shattered by the sudden, alarming announcement for the next patient. Irritation simmered underneath my skin as unruly children ran around untamed, threw magazines at each other and spilled water on the floor while the parents chit chatted or scrolled on their screens. Somewhere in the back a child started wailing. I heaved a deep sigh and felt the beginnings of a pounding headache. I was already here longer than I should have been, absolutely annoyed that they delayed my appointment to twenty minutes later. A man to my right kept distractingly tapping his water bottle, his fingers moving in a synchronized rhythm. The little boy to my left kept shifting in his seat and would get up every two minutes to explore the restroom despite being reprimanded by his mother repeatedly. A woman across me crossed her legs and shook her foot while another tapped her obnoxiously high heeled shoes. Restless and bored, that's what they all were. The wailing of the baby had now reached a high intensity, ear piercing shriek which left the father no choice but to take his child outside. A few people sighed in relief. I, too, heaved another deep sigh but not of relief, as my headache reached its potential and banged against my skull. I wondered, not for the first time, how long it would take for my turn. Till then, I'll be waiting.
I don't want quick and easy.
I will wait for a love that moves mountains. One that I would go to the end of the world for.
A love that I would've gone to war for in earlier times.
Hold each other in silence and stillness. Ankor eachother down in hail storms. Dig eachother out of snowstorms.
A love that is fierce and passionate. But gentle and caring.
For you, I'll wait.
Until then, I will love myself.
Me waiting for it to be warm at 7am, my skin is clear and tan, and I have no deadlines for a whole two months.
I have to be super freakin honest rn, I’ve been single my whole life and have seen so many people get into a relationship and then get out and back into a new one or just stay in the same one they were in. But for some reason it makes me feel super lonely and unwanted...ya know, seeing so many people like that from the sidelines and never actually being in the game or whatever. It got to a point when I started to say the usual “I’m better off alone” or “I don’t need a partner” but in reality I’ve been hoping for one for the longest time, a person to love, care for, goof around with? But then just seeing so many people waiting in line behind another to see if they get a chance to be with them and for me I just turn around and see nobody there? I guess it’s not my time to have someone yet so I’ll be here...waiting...and waiting.
