I keep telling myself that.
Over and over, repeating until it's all I think about.
I want to do something, anything, so badly.
I want to go somewhere, somewhere new, different, exciting,
anywhere.
But my work here is still not done.
No matter how much I think or wish it was.
I will keep going and I will keep pushing forward.
Because eventually the good things will start happening
and they will continue to happen, instead of being short lived.
Is it too much to ask for someone to go through all this with?
Someone that you can hold hands with...
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