when will i learn to stop waiting? the more i wait, the more my belief shifts from this is just a part of the journey to it’s not meant to be. i’m only getting older and time is only getting quicker. it’s like i play this dangerous game of procrastination to see how difficult i can make it for myself to be who i want to be. the thing is, is if i’m not who i want to be, who am i now? do i not love myself like i proclaim to?
whether i play the waiting game or not, i guess time will tell.
-ratha, 12:31pm, 7.31.17