Quiet emails

 I hate

When waiting for the one

It breaks my heart I hate not knowing

But I also know I’ve done enough?

Or have I?

Feeling lost 

Wishing the best though 

My thoughts are unavailable 

I have left everything at the wrong time

And I feel absolutely broken

With the suer quietness of it all 

I am the only one shouting in my head in my mind in my life

And yet I wait for the one

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Email of tries