If I walked into the sunset, would the sun never set? Would it always hang in the sky in limbo with moonrise? If i watched for a butterfly, would it never come to me? If I turned my back to everything I fear, will I be living my life? If I wait for tomorrow, will I have the chance that I’ve been waiting for? For a girl like me, time is finite so patience is the last thing I can offer anyone, even to myself.

The more you pray for patience, the more it seems that you are being tested. And I don’t have the energy or the time to being tested. I want to be happy. I want to be loved. I want to be…I want to live. As unfair as life is, I can’t argue with it. Instead, I just beg to have it all before I don’t have a chance to hold on to it. What is fun when I don’t have anyone to share it with? What is beauty if I can’t share it with someone? What is life if I can’t be with someone who’ll love me?