Stop Running

"And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones.  Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs."  Daughter

Breathing.  The simplest.  The hardest to maintain.  Constantly running, constantly running out of breath.  Running from anything...from everything.  Running just to run.  Losing breath just to run.  And I hate running.

Stop running and just breathe.  Because we don't do that nearly enough.

This is not a race to the finish line.  But, we are the human race.
--Charlie L. Rose

introductions or something like that

I'm just the girl in the corner.  The girl that likes the corner because it's easier to disappear there.  I'm the girl that just wishes, wonders, and waits. 

Wishing I cared more.  Or maybe wishing that I cared less...I don't really know.  Just that girl that is constantly lost in a daydream.  Wondering how it could be...how it should be.  But, mostly I'm just that girl waiting.  Waiting for something to happen.  Waiting for something to change.  But, mostly I'm just waiting for you.
             

                                         I wish you wondered about the girl waiting for you.
--Charlie L. Rose