I can’t continue like this…
I can’t keep doing this. Thinking and wondering when my love will come. It just feels like broken hope now and I have no room for brokenness.
I wish that somehow I could just know that it will happen for sure. And that’s my downfall in life, always wanting certainty.
Life’s too short and it’s all exhausting enough. Wishing or yearning takes me away from now. Trying to navigate all that I already do. And putting up with all the bullshit along the way.
I’m tired and worn out. I have tired out every inch of my soul. And I have already put with more than necessary.
But this is it, this is my life. And so I choose another path, another way of thinking.
Having already being consumed with this yearning, I need to put it to rest. I can’t continue like this.
I need to find something else, perhaps more of myself.