.... but I only heard it close.


Patience.

One of the many fruits of the spirit.

One of which I thought I had under control, but apparently not.

I am impatient, I am tired, I am frustrated, because I, I am the one waiting on you.

You know what the first fruit is?

Love.

Patience is forth, which leaves me wondering.

Why am I patiently waiting for love?

I think for once, love can wait for me.


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