6- Yasmin G: You're worth the long lines

You’re worth the long lines

    The long lines at Disneyland, or waiting for Starbucks on an early Monday morning are nothing compared to the line I waited in for,

    you.

    I never thought in a million years you would be the person I waited for. Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, months turned into way too many to count. It felt as if the people in the cafeteria lunch line just kept cutting in front of me, until the line was a mile long, and the lunch ladies could not move any slower. I waited.

    I waited. 

    But the wait felt too long. It was like I was a baby bird, waiting to be fed, but I was in a different nest from my siblings. Months and months went by, and the line was never ending.

    I remember when I was losing hope; right about to step out of line. I could never be loved how you loved me again, why was I even waiting? For someone else to come and hurt me again? I couldn’t let that happen to me anymore, I had to put up a shield and not let anyone break down my walls like

    You

    did. I couldn’t put myself through it.

    But then we both walked into an English class. Just a few desks away, I could finally feel your presence again, and the line seemed questionable. Almost like I was so close to the front of the line, but it started going even slower. I could have left. I could have ignored what I wanted at the end of the line and instead walked out of it, after months of waiting.

    But I didn’t. I stayed.

    And you spoke to me. Finally, I was at the front of the line. And the words that first passed through your lips I will never forget. I would wait in line for

    you

    A million times over again, no matter how long, how draining, how lonely. You’re worth it.