Worth the Wait


As I sit in my bed, thinking of things
the one thing I could never get off my mind was you.
Our pointless conversations meant the world to me.
And even though it hurts, because we don't talk anymore,
I try to smile like it never happened-
as if I was never excited to get your text,
because it meant you were thinking of me.
You were someone who made me happy-
not just by the sight of,
but just thinking of you.
Feelings that change over time
start to bury me under.
Left myself thinking we weren't going anywhere;
when the time is right, someone will be here.
But for now, dear no one, I'm thinking about you.

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