Good Days

I take the long way,

stay longer than I ever imagined,

waiting for the good days

but for now I have my dreams

waiting for me at night.

I hold my eyes closed

listening to the sounds of night,

outside my window,

wishing that things had been different

but they happened

and now here I am

waiting for the bad days

to be replaced by some good days.

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