Him

I was daydreaming in SAT class and I decided to write this. Dunno if it's a poem or a rant...

Out there, way out there,

There is a person.

That one, is the One.

I await him, eagerly, subtly. 

Holding on to who I am...just for him.

I await his loving touch, his loving gaze, and the warmth of him on a cold night.

 

But why? Why am I awating him?

Should I not be living life,

Waiting for it to unfold?

Yes.

I am.

I am living life to the fullest.

I love every moment of who I am.

I am in love with the world, and what it stands for.

I am ready.

To fight injustice.

I love this life.

 

But I also await.

 

Deep down,

I await.

Deep down,

I love him...

So very much.

Deep down...I know,

He loves me...

So very much.

 

I may not know who he is, or what he may be, but he is mine.

My other half;

My other soul;

My one love.

 

Peace.

Author's Note

It's a little bit odd, but I think I just invented a new type of writing.
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[Vannah]

i like it....it maybe a new type of writing or at least to me....