Here, I sit.

Here, I sit.

Alone.

Waiting.

For:

A friend?

An answer?

A reason?

I have not a clue. I just find myself here.

Here, I sit.

Waiting.

For what?

Does it matter?

We shall see.

waiting,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Something, deep inside, has been waiting. For something? For someone? I have no idea. Still, I wait. The day grows late. Is it my dreams, God? Is it You? What/who awaits me? Asking for a friend(me).

If it is on your heart to wait, then wait. Patiently. Imperfectly. Ah, beloveds, greatness is coming…wait…..wait….wait!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

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