There's no such thing

by DuchessPastel

Waiting for someone is hard, but knowing that you could never see them again is harder. I will find him before I go, because he is all I am holding onto. I need know that he will be alright, but I am not saying goodbye. Come find me.

There's no such thing.

I've always hated waiting, never been very good at it, whether it was in for something important or barely anything at all. I spent my whole life waiting for him, the stories I've heard from whispered talks. I meet him only once bits of our meeting alluded me at the best of times, but I believe in him. I believe he will come back for me.

In my short and simple life I have learned many of things, like waiting for him. They are all not import, as I lay here dying. The man the oh so possible man. I never figured this would happen, in the short meeting we had he alway looked at me when he believed I was not watching, his eyes were so sad.

My name is Alexandra Cole, I am dying and all I wish for is to stop waiting. Waiting is hard it's hard being left behind, but it's hard to be the one who stays. I am almost done waiting my possible man.