Why does those 60 seconds feel like a life time. I wait and I wait and double check, triple check and hope for that second line to pop up. You give me butterflies and stress me out to the max. I feel like you are like a toxic partner, I come to you with all my hopes up and next minute I’m crying myself to sleep and feel broken but I always come back thinking it will be different and the cycle just keeps on repeating itself. Even after 7 months of leaning on you, a plastic stick that determines if I’m carrying life or not, I hope one day you give me the results I’m praying for.