balancing scale.

What am I to do? Waiting is leaving a scar on me... I think I can safely say I have never loved another as much before. But the proof is hurting the hell out of me. I can almost scream from the hurt I feel.

She comes, she goes... a call ignites hope, cold words dashing them. I want something certain, some answers so that I would stand on firm ground. But I promised to lay off for now, and I should stick to it. Its damn hard.