I hate waiting. Waiting for a reply, waiting for a first move to be made,
waiting for you to talk to me because i don't want to be the one to break
the silence every time. What i hate even more is how vulnerable i feel
when i wait for you, knowing that i'm waiting for the impossible but
there's nothing else i can do. The more i try to keep myself occupied,
the more i catch myself wondering if you're waiting on me too.
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