Beforeword: The complexities of love, and the enduring ache experienced in the waiting.


Love waits, lingers like ghost in the shadows
A cacophony of wonderings in the stillness of uncertainty
In the space between heartbeats, hurt takes root
A stifling companion in the waiting
A tapestry of emotions woven with delicate threads
A canvas painted of hope washed away by the hues of longing
Dreams suspended in liquid promises
Rising as bubbles, ephemeral in passing
Time, the patient witness to silent yearnings
Moments on moments laiden with unspoken desires
Missteps echo through the corridors of the heart
The ache mushrooms, a subtle undercurrent surfacing
Hope, a fragile ember, dying
A flicker in the midst of ambiguity
It’s in the shifting timelines of anticipation
Heart bears the weight of hurt, entangled in waiting
First published 2023
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In creative solidarity, Dee
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