All in the hope that you’ll wait for me,
Till I’m ready,
I kept myself busy with trying to hide my spots and scars,
For the stains on my previously white gown I had sown a similar colour of cloth on them,
Because I knew you were waiting for me,
I even wrote the words you said in my palm with the tears we both shed that night,
While I looked at them I waited,
And then I soon realized,
I misinterpreted everything,
You said I should wait for you,
This tragedy of a revelation would warrant my damnation,
You took my hands in yours but I tried to wriggle free,
Thank you for saving me.
Inspired by: P4CMP
Nessa ❤️
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