You are worth waiting for.

My mother conceiving me after 8 years of marriage.

My childhood friend saves a seat for me during class.

A friend slowing down for me to catch up when we’re running.

First boy I’ve ever held hand.

A teacher allowing me to figure out the equation although it took me longer than the rest.

The first guy who asked and waited for me to give him my love.

The love of my life standing in front of the altar.

My own baby growing inside me.

My God carrying me when I take my last breath in this life.

 

Yes, I am worth waiting for.

 

 

 

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Georg Papp

The Bipolar Writer

James Edgar Skye

Wood & Spoon

a waste bin of random things

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