Life is short
The future is uncertain.
You know exactly what you want now.
We want things to happen the way we want them, but we cant.
And I’m scared.
I’m scared things wont happen.
Because an approval wasnt granted from both parties.
Because the government stalls or finds a hole to bury our dream in.
Because we’re not good enough according to our mamas.
Because of fucking high standards that we dont even give a shit about.
Because my life is shorter than we’d expected.
Because someone loses patience.. and -I’d rather not even finish this sentence.
Because what “we were meant to be” actually referred to was anything but that step.
But.. I don’t have a better solution than to wait.
And I cannot go through another battle that is harsher than the situation we’re already in.
I can barely battle distance right now.
I dont have the mental strength to battle family, us, hope, and the chance for that dream to shatter so slowly in front of me.
And I am terrified.
I am worried.
All I want is for everything to go as we want them,
Before it’s too much for you that it all becomes not worth the trouble.
And I just want to remind you,
My sweet Demon;
I have always loved you.
And I will always love you
in this life,
and in all the known
and unknown dimensions.