"all we need is just a little patience."
Patience is hard for me.
Patience, like Love, Is (Not) Easy,
And often takes energy unfathomable.
Why wait, when it could happen now?
Why wait, if we know what we want?
A day where our heads are swapped bodies,
And our experiences passed like a torch,
Would be a day of learning for us both.
You and I dance around the truth,
Cuddles and kisses and whispered things,
None amounting to honest communication.
Did you think I would hurt you?
Did you think I wouldn't care?
Everyone is but a blooming plant,
And our hands scorching fire,
Warm and comforting, but too close, and
You get burned.

It kills me to think that you let me burn you,
That I hurt you without realizing,
That in my own pit of fire,
I dragged you down,
Too.
It kills me to think that you suffered
In silence.
Suffered for me.
Suffered because you didn't want to hurt me more.

This pit I'm in is my own,
And you have yours, too,
And it's okay to focus on your journey,
But not on mine, too.
Waiting isn't something I'm good at;
See it making me sick to my core?
But if waiting heals the burns I've caused,
I can wait a little more.