I am... waiting

And so I prayed a prayer.

I had asked to lay claim on a unfulfilled promise.

I asked for it to be everlasting.

I asked for it to be returned to me.

I asked for it to be given at the right moment.

What I had believed in and trusted previously as the truth, I still did.

What I had felt back then and now, I still did.

It had never changed.

Even as the years flew by, it was just lying somewhere in my mind.

I felt something when it was being mentioned.

But I chose to keep my silence.

For I am waiting.

PpD