Something to hold on to.

I don't know what I'm waiting for.
Whether it's your shadow, a sign, an evidence
that what we shared was real,
that you were real
and if I am real
because you're a part
of my life.

Sometimes, it feels like
I'm chasing
a fading light -
just a flicker of hope -
the closer I get
the faster
and further it moves
away from me,
away from us.

I just need one thing
to hold on to.
One promise, one star, one heartbeat
to guide me
to the right path.
Because I don't know
if you're the one.
And I need to know
what I'm still waiting for.

So, please give me
something
to hold on to:
just say that one word,
that one line,
and let me see
that you could actually
be the right one.

© iris@journalsofanaddict.august2009