Wait a Minute: Love's Lingering Echo

Digesting confusion and anxiety, I cry, laugh. Seeking light trying to dissipate the haze that darkens my heart.

What do you want?

What do I want?

I am drowning. Day to day, thinking ¡you are gone! What do I do? While I watch your love, your desire, slipping away through the cracks of so much thinking and crying, I disappear in anxiety and no longer want to think, much less love.

But love is stronger, and when I see you far away, I escape for a moment from bitterness and let myself be carried away by hope. No matter if I disappeared, my love will remain imprinted on you.

Wrote while listening: “Wait a minute” - Willow Smith.