Friday, November 2, 2012

The Waiting

The waiting. It's the waiting which gets to you in the end. The waiting for the storm to break, to wash away the dirt of nothingness. 
The tears shall come with the rain but you will have to wait for it. You cannot escape the wait.
As it stretches eternally, you brace for impact, 
To be broken down, torn down, to be dissolved into rain water.
And to wait again for the seasons to change.

“If pain must come, may it come quickly. Because I have a life to live, and I need to live it in the best way possible."- ― Paulo Coelho

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