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The Wait by Gary R. Hess

This poem is about me waiting for a girl to take back her break up. She said a few hurtful things, but she was also quite emotional. I thought she would have changed her mind, but did not.


Category: Break up

The Wait

Time Clicks as I await
The hour ends before my take
Sitting, thinking, waiting; my mind escapes

The day grows old as night passes
Wolves crying, coyotes howling; anticipating
Watching, staring, seeing -- nothing

Silence begins the day
as morning comes without notice
Tears begin to fall, slowly

The day moves on without hope
Wishing to be what is not to be

The sun moves to its peak
without a whisper or retreat

Time moving, but still empty
Stomach aching, curling
Still waiting

Written April 23, 2004

Disappearing Love