Our Time

How rude it is to keep beauty waiting

I guess I’m hesitant to get lost in amazing

It seems strange, this waiting game

I know you will change me

and I know it will be for the better

I shouldn’t be afraid of progress

I shouldn’t overthink

something, someone

that is permanently imprinted

into my thought process

These thoughts and feelings

will eventually evolve into actions

I’ve become complacent in my patience, though

and I guess the answer to this lovely riddle

is a question:

What are we waiting for?

It’s time we realized it’s our time.