ready.

It's been easy for me to wait lately. It wasn't always that way, as I have been incredibly impatient for most of my life, but over the past couple of years waiting has been ok with me. It has felt necessary and important. However, there is only so long you can wait before you realize how much time has passed. How much of it you have wasted. How there is no taking that time back to do it over again. So many opportunities lost forever. Tonight time seems to be slipping away, like I can literally see it whizzing by right in front of me. It's like I blinked and years have come and gone in a split second. Getting older is not what I thought it would be, not at all. This is not how I ever would've imagined I'd be at this age. Every now and then it hits me like a tsunami, just realizing all at once that I am so alone, all the time. Then I think about you, and how long we have waited already. It's been two years since I've seen you. I don't entirely regret these past months since I think they have been very, very good for us, but that clock is ticking louder and louder and louder and louder. If not now, when?! We have already missed out on so much. I don't want to wait anymore. I want to start living with you. By that I mean being alive, together. Experiencing all that has been put off for far too long. Letting it all go. Starting now. Right now. Not tomorrow, not next week, now, this instant. Dépêchez-vous, je vous en prie. Nous avons attendu assez longtemps. Fait moi tiens...