it’s so tempting to want
when you’re alone

I got up to write
because the tears started flowing
and the words of their song
speak of loneliness

not of being without Him
but being without him

at the game today
those hand-in-hand
those arm-to-arm
close enough to smell skin

and then there’s me

if I’m called to be alone
I’ll follow
but my tears will have a voice

worth the wait
wait of worth

to be treated well
to be loved well

sometimes crying why
sometimes crying when
but still satisfied
with Him

overflowing tears
it’s not wanting to be loved
it’s more wanting to love
having learned so much
having so much to give

why
when

I’m worth the wait
and so is he
I wonder if he cries too