It'd be easier. I wouldn't have to try, or pretend not to try.
Plus, why wait for someone that may never come?
These thoughts creep into my mind every so often. Waiting is hard. There's no rhyme or reason -- a day, place or even a time.
All I have is my faith. But that's plenty. You see, I have realized that my life is going to get so good.
Much better than it already is and probably better than I could ever imagine. And I have a lot to be thankful for.
A lifetime of firsts lie ahead -- memories that will wipe away these occasional negative thoughts.
I just don't know when, and that's okay. But I know she'll be worth the wait.