reach

Reaching the brim soon.

There is a limit to tolerance.
Fix it.
Fix it.

Fix what?

Limit to waiting.
Limit to passiveness.
Limit to just waiting.

So many times,
There was time,
There were chances to do something.

Fix it.
Fix this.
Fix that.
Fix things.

I am still waiting.
Still waiting patiently.

When it comes to this,
Even when I know it's getting there,
I still wait.

Because I have this belief.
Because I have this faith.
Because I have this trust.

Because I have this amount of love.
So great, that it surpasses all.

Please,
Won't you calm this weary heart of mine?
Please,
Won't you take me in your arms?
Please,
Won't you whisper promises of love to reassure me?

Please,
Please fix things?

Because my love for you surpasses it all.