28 February, 2010

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I spent the past hour going through my old blogs to find this only because it was relevant to what I am currently feeling.

“I always do what I do best - I wait. Whether it’s waiting on a person, waiting in line, waiting for my turn, waiting for the end, waiting on a reply, waiting on a phone call, waiting for something to start or even waiting for a new day. That’s all I’m ever good for. This is fate at it’s work. Always testing my patience and pushing my boundaries.

Always toying with me.
Always.”

It’s what I’ve been doing for as far as my memories can take me. I’m always counting down - always waiting. I grow impatient and tired of it. But what is there for me to do other than continue the only thing that I can do. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Will someone ever be waiting for me? I am always walking ahead and waiting on everyone. Either that, or I am too far behind and I have to wait until the day I finally catch up. I wait for the beginning, middle, and end. I wait for an assuring text. I wait for the goodbyes. I am tired of waiting.

If someone wants to be a part of your life, they'll make an effort to be in it. So don't bother reserving a space in your heart for someone who doesn't make an effort to stay.
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I WANT.

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Krisztina August 20, 1994@Budapest, Hungary Hungarian Still in highschool . . . I am me. I'm comfortable about my self but if you aren't, then too bad because I am not going to turn into something I'm not. I have a rough exterior but i have a soft broken heart interior.