Hi there. I've been waiting patiently for you.
I've gone through every heartbreak imaginable, I've been good and tried not to break anyone's heart - or at least I try to. I've been working on myself to make sure that I'm the best version of me for you. I've been working on my career so that I'm busy during my wait.
Yet I can't help it - I can't stop thinking about you. I can't stop thinking about the kids we'll have, how in love we will be, how it will all feel so amazing, all-consuming, like our hearts will burst any minute now. I can't wait to have week-long conversations with you, walking around town and talking about non-sense.
I'm so sick of getting my heart broken over and over again in my wait for you. Because truth be told, I don't know where you are now, or when you're gonna get here, so in between, I've been trying to find some recipient of all this love that I have and want to give and share. Maybe I've been looking in the wrong places, I don't know. But all I know is this - when you get here, we will defy anything that we've both ever felt, and it will feel like home.
random musings on random things at random hours. do not take seriously, or personally. WARNING: posts may be cryptic, so if you think it's about you, it probably isn't.
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