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
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