Waiting...

I know what I should do. I know what I should think and what I should feel. I know I have the resources to become new. I know, I know, I know…then why can’t I do? I’m still tied to something that was long ago withered down and is now limp. Tied to something that someone else now holds and is now blooming within their hands. I hope though. I hope that one day, it will come back to me to flourish anew with new memories, but still containing the past. I am in my own limbo. And here I stay and wait…always waiting.