Impatient

Counting down the days As life itself flashes so vividly right before me I become more committed to reasons which I am destine There lies a feeling I’ve longed for quite sometime awaiting to surface deep in the crevasses of my soul is Every emotion I have ever encountered My stomach is shacked by butterflies that clutter within As I approach what was abandoned A fool I was to leave behind precious moments that were rightfully mine There she stood different from what I had pictured but yet the same I remain paused by deep breaths of courage which fills my lungs Impatient to love again, Impatient to hold her, like I use to For without patients I wouldn’t have known impatient