This is Hard

It’s good to be left
wanting something.
It makes you feel
more alive, doesn’t it?

But there is no sense
of entitlement here.
There is no want from you
but want for you.

You know, I didn’t think
it would be easy.
But I never thought
it would be this hard.

This wanting.
This waiting for you.

23/365 – A Poem A Day For a Year

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