years of waiting

i was passionate about few things:
your welfare,
your skin,
and brown eyes.
i keep looking for an opportunity
to touch your hands intentionally,
to deeply inhale your aroma
as if it`s my first ever breath.
i don`t know whether God is going to cross our roads
again.
and yet His plan is the best.
so wait for me
and i`ll wait for you
and then pretend like there were no years
of waiting
for something
to happen.


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