What I long For

What?

What do I long for?

My dear,

I long for escape.

Pure and simple.

To allow the pain,

to be washed away,

to see myself clearly again.

I long for pencil and paper,

to empty me,

of what cannot be undone.

I long for unspoken words,

to be enough.

I long for you,

yes you my dear,

to ask me the question I so many a time asked you.

I long for you to listen.

To hear me.

I long for my words to be heard,

but not all the same.

I long for sunshine,

on those days when rain isn't enough.

I long for this! being enough!

For me to be OK!

I long for what I fight for,

to be won...

Yes,

my dear,

I long for many things.

But that,

is just,

the beginning...