How long?

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I wake up early. I wake up thankful for another life, for another day, for another upcoming month.

I get off from bed incompletely happy. There are weighing emotions in my core that pulls me to the deep corners of the world of loneliness.

I'm not alone but I am lonely.

How long will I be waiting? As long as there are seasons bound to come? Or as long as oceans touch the sands of the shore?

How long will I miss you? As long as the sun sets in crepuscular? Or as long as the clouds are still white as snow?

Tell me, how long will it take to forget you?

#thoughtstoponder

BC

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