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Waiting...

I turned my back on you

Once

After I sought you out

With such

Desire

As hours go by

So slowly

Some nights

I want to warm myself

By the glow of your

Bright fire

I’m

Tired

So damned

Tired

The

Pain

Incessant and

Perpetuated

Seeing others

Win you

After so much

Hardship

That, with me,

You eventually

Resonated

I slightly chuckle at

The thought of

The reader of this

Poem

Who probably thinks

I’m referring to

Love..

Wouldn’t that be nice..

Unfortunately

You’re the synonym

I’m thinking

Of

Perhaps only I

Would see it that way

They

See you as an ending

As they’re dreading

Your decay

But my question is

Have they yet called my number?

Has the time yet arrived

For my slumber?

How much longer

Shall I

Lie in wait

Have you now

Stood me up

For our date?

I want to cuddle

With you

And be caressed

Doesn’t necessarily mean

I’m depressed..

Just utterly deprived

Of rest..

But I’ll patiently

Defer you

Even though I

Prefer you

I will await your

Request

Life is in love

With me..

But it’s

Unrequited

Can’t say this

Without

Sounding misguided

So I write it..

When you come

For me

I refuse to

Fight it..

I’m patiently

Waiting.

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