Waiting..

When we first started talking

I didn’t think it would get serious

And when things switched from casual

I prayed

I asked God

“Please let him be my last”

I thought maybe if I asked

It would come true

Playing myself like I was wishing upon a star

When I just needed to wait

So when he asked I said yes

Regretting those words with my next breath

Now he’s gone, it’s over

And I’m relieved

Because now I can focus on being a better me

So the next time a guy asks I’ll say no

Until God tells me yes

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It’s Lisa

Welcome to the parts of me that I’m willing to share.

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