Life On Hold
Claim your own joy
No more waiting by the phone
Hoping for a call that often never comes
He is not the completion of you
You are a whole person
These lost hours can never be reclaimed
Stop asking questions for which you have the answers
Do not pour your love into a broken glass
He is not worty of a love that is so pure
He feeds on your soul
Time to close the buffet
Claim your own joy
Discover the intricacies of you
Realize you are lovable
Don't count his failure as your own
Your time is now
You were never meant to live your life on hold
Claim your own joy
Let your laughter explode
The one you are meant to Love will hear it
You are made for better things
You deserve so much more
Yesterday will not be tommorow
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