Waiting

This is a poem that sometimes I feel like waiting is my enemy.

This is like a ticking time bomb. I keep waiting...and waiting, but no answer. I feel like I'm falling in the black hole, with no chance of landing on my feet anytime soon.
Tick tick tick away. Oh well! Time for another day. With no one come to my defense. I feel like I'm alone. Just me, myself, and I. When do I get my moment in the spotlight? When do I get to meet the man of my dreams? Will he love me for who I am? Will he take me as I am or will he just walk away? I love my life, but hate waiting. Everybody is pulling me from every direction. I wish my answers would come. Patient is my only option. But I must say this, I hate waiting.

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