Solitude

I'm waiting for the day to come, when the stars align and out of the darkness you appear. But you have to hurry, because I'm afraid that I'll stop looking. It's exhausting, and honestly, I don't know how many more of these nights I can emotionally handle before I break. I don't want to break. I like myself. So, you have to hurry. It's lonely being in this world all by yourself. Trust me, I should know.