‘What’ and ‘if’ are two words as non-threatening as words can be, but put them together side by side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life.
Letters to Juliet
a while
it’s a measure of time. of some sorts. it’s a mayhem when urgency pushes your heart to the brink of an explosion, awaiting a relief that will not come “for a while”.
but whiles are just seconds. they can’t be stopped. they come and go. there’s always a second that goes by each time you exhale.
so remember this, Jake, a while is never a lot. not really.
and after a while things fall into place.