Its hard to watch from the sidelines sometimes.
To silently, and secretly, long for the things so many others have…
Things that just aren’t happening at the moment.
Dusty dreams locked in shelves,
Hidden from sight,
Still lingering….lingering…further from reach,
A sudden sharp pain when nudged into thought.
Sidelines have their perks at times.
They offer safety and comfort,
freedom and independence.
Guards to be left up,
vulnerability to be avoided.
But sidelines can be lonely.
Safety can be boring,
And comfort can be repetitive.
Freedom and independence can overwhelming
when facing everything alone.
So I sit here from the sidelines…waiting for my turn.