we deal in the currency of waiting

[morbidhound]

am i condemned to stare hopelessly at the blank screen of my cell phone for the call that will probably never come? i've waited long enough. spare me this.

it's nothing but me and my insecurities right now, really. the second after his arms leave me, i fall back into the pit of insecurities that seems to follow at my heel... it's bad.

and now i'm back to waiting to find out whether we can sneak in an hour or two on saturday or not.

ohhh goddammit.. i'm gonna wait myself to death.