There are days when waiting feels heavier,
and every hour lasts longer than the one before.
Thoughts keep returning to the same place,
as if the heart no longer knows another path.

Longing grows in the silence between words,
in moments that pass far too slowly.
Hope remains present,
even when patience begins to fade.

Yet something refuses to disappear,
a feeling that continues to seek closeness.
For when longing becomes impatient,
it reveals how deeply a person can feel.