this is a story, about waiting for the one you love...

enjoy......

You stand in an empty room, with nothing and no one there but you. And you could say you were waiting in line, but there's no one in front of you.

You tap your foot impatiently on the floor. The nonexistent floor, that is. You look at your watch, and already, five minutes has passed.

And you think, "This is taking forever!"

When really, it's only been five minutes.

And there are things there, that you can do. Normal, everyday, living a regular life type things. And you do them.

And ten minutes has passed.

And you think, "Isn't ten minutes enough?"

But it's not. It's not even close.

And you keep waiting.

And waiting.

And waiting...

And you've waited now for fourteen years.

And you think, "Isn't fourteen years enough?!"

But it's not.

Not according to them.

According to them, you have to wait eighteen, twenty, sometimes thirty years.

But you don't think you can.

You've been waiting your whole life already, waiting fourteen years. But it's not enough.

And you need to be done waiting, because you can't wait anymore.

You just can't.

So you kill yourself.

And maybe, you wouldn't have if you didn't have to wait so long.

All because fourteen years, apparently, isn't enough...

This is about waiting for the person you've been waiting for your whole life. Your one and only true love. And honestly, I think five minutes is long enough, try fourteen years.

Wrote when I was Fourteen.

(for those of you who know me, Issy, Kat, Erin, Dakota, then you know when I really wrote this)