waiting for you

always feels like

i’m burning marshmallows on a wood fire

during these lonely nights

just me against the fire

waiting for an answer

it has been the longest month in my life

and i am left wondering why am i waiting

you told my beloved

“pity her, she’s got so much work, let me talk to her once everything is settled down”

dear you,

do you not know that everything stands still 

when the cat’s out of the bag?

nothing needs to be settled down

because now i am left wondering

why are you taking so long to give me an answer

are you waiting to hear the words

from the horse’s mouth?

the horse’s heart palpitates

for when the day comes

two more days is what it takes

to see if my life will change 

or will i continue to burn these marshmallows

but what’s wrong with burning these marshmallows

right? 

i can continue to work hard

catch up with friends who are ever so ready

to hear me speak

spend time with my beloved

for each day is a fleeting day

i can continue to work on my own goals

but wouldn’t it be nice too? 

if you were by my side

we can do this together

if you wanted to

and i would ever so happily

cheer for you 

if you need someone

to be your fort

but before i get my hopes up

this is a letter to me

as i wait for the day to come

if it falters

that i once loved someone

so kind, so love-deserving, so reciprocal,

that every single step towards him was worth it,

even if it means burning multiple marshmallows

before i continue

seeking for the one.