Feminist Rage

done waiting

if i wait around

for you to love me,

this loneliness might never fade.

i don't want to be trapped

in between longing and life,

waiting for either the other shoe

or the sky to drop.

if i plan to keep

this floor beneath my feet

i can't stand around and

wait for it to fall.

so i'll say those three words

to myself until you're ready to.

and even if you never do,

i'll just say it for the both of us.