I had been in search for something profound
Something i could feel with my heart
Something i could see not with my eyes but through them
I had been in search for something big
Something my hands could hold on to
But not too big where it could easily slip
I had been in search for something new
I had been always moving and dancing and running
Even if it means running away
I had never been the one who sits calmly and wait
I had always been the one who kept people waiting but somehow
Somehow at this point, I can genuinely say
Without being naive that I can wait
Even if it means waiting through the long nights of winter
Along with my coffee table that sits by the window
Which makes a perfect contradiction with the busy cars running ten storeys down
These are my thoughts
Whenever i'm just sitting there
On that old wooden bench
Facing the lake blocked by tall bushes
With the light coming through
Painting beautiful silhouettes of trees
Trees that had lost their leaves
After autumn painted them red
And as I leave plunging my hands into the pockets of my black trench coat
I wonder how many more winters must I endure
And don't ever think it was easy
But I have to say
It is so hard to notice that it has been fifteen winters already when the world is this beautiful
So thank you
But I guess it's fair to say that you are waiting too
And so we are both waiting until fate takes over and allow me to be with you
I love you
Love,
Matilda
♡Manganese
