I think waiting is overrated. Seriously. All I've ever done is waited. For someday. Someday. It sounds somewhat distant, as if it isn't going to happen for a long while. I'm still here, waiting for that day. That's all I've done. That's all I'm doing. It is probably all I'll ever do. Just wait for someday. Should I wait for it? Is it worth waiting for that moment? I don't know. It probably isn't. This "someday" will probably never come. But, "someday" sounds so quixotic . The scenario runs over and over in my head as I watch all the piece's fall into place and look on at my completed masterpiece. But, I realize that my scheme is unrealistic. Forgive the horrible analogy, but pieces don't come out of the box put together. You have to put it together yourself, which takes time and effort. It's so much easier to watch the pieces put themselves together by themselves. All analogies aside, I don't want to do it myself. I've tried that. It isn't working. Waiting for this someday seems much easier. Will it come? Can anyone tell me? Of course not. It won't come, anyway. I know that. But, part of me, a big part, still clings onto this hope of "someday." That, someday, everything will be alright. That someday, someday soon, it won't be so difficult. That maybe, just maybe...
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How unrealistic of me.
Seikage posted this at 12:02 AM
