sitting in hiding, wanting to be rescued and recovered; my heart has been hardened, because with revealing myself, who I am, still hasn’t been discovered.
it’s almost like I know of something unknown; I’m not neglecting the time that was put in, but in this I found that I am alone.
this isn’t bad; it’s a sign that things are temporary, and eventually will be in the past.
I’m realizing that I cannot expect someone to reflect the same actions I would; saving and finding me, was a lesson that never understood.
I didn’t allow it to hinder my way, I’m the one who regulate my space; as eager as I am to completely make it around the circle, i will continue to stay in my lane