watch and wait

i really don't want to talk.

how do you put the entirety of what you feel into words, mere words? i have always loved words but compared to the depth of emotions in me now, words are, at times like these, grossly inadequate.


daily, i watch.

i watch him who used to be so strong struggle just to drink.

i watch him who used to be infallible, lay and sleep the day away.

i look at the hands that held me up when i fell down.

i look at the hands that once were sturdy, full of life.

the hands that now look thin and frail.

i watch. and wait.

that's all there is.