liz7291
It is still thursday afternoon. I am still sitting in the same place. I am still wishing I was elsewhere. I am still replaying your words in my mind. I am still staring at the clock. I am still contemplating too much. I am still nervously twirling my hair. I am still regretting things I never said. I am still wishing my thoughts to be silent. I am still wishing my heart to be still. I am still going to see the world through open eyes. I am still praying to a God I will always believe in. I am still dreaming. I am still hoping. I am still believing.