Time Waits
A chance meeting quickly developed into something far more intense.
Time waits. But, sometimes, the wait—the anticipation—makes the wait all the more worthwhile. I felt like I'd been waiting fucking forever, and I'd become frustrated in almost every part of my life. Don't get me wrong. The materialistic aspects of life pointed to my being the epitome of success. Car. House. Clothing and accessories. These things, however, had left little time—no, no time—to develop anything but casual, in...