Waiting ... Impatiently

by Thorn Lovely Dead And Lonely   Oct 31, 2006


A dialect of a demented girl ...
© Mia Bartlemay Oct. 30th 2006

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Too long it's been since I last saw you
On the phone you were today
Safe-way at 2:30 latest and I believed
An hour and a half to go
So I walk there, about an hour fifteen for me
But you're yet to be found ...
So I sit outside and wait figuring that I shouldn't have to wait long ...

Little did I know how wrong I was

I looked at each car entering the lot expectantly as if they were carrying a parcel that if damaged would cost them their lives
They stared back ... blankly ...
30-45 min. progress so you're a little late
eh, so was I ... Still I worried ...
I go inside and warm up only to quickly return outside afraid that if you didn't see me you wouldn't wait only to again look at cars expectantly silently threatening their drivers and cursing them with every last thought I could muster
In again I go trying to pass the time
Finding a friend I call. ... 45 Minutes ... YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now I'm antsy as two of our mutual friends arrive somehow convincing me the Library would be a better place to wait I leave ONLY after making sure you're notified.
Can't stay still
They both find something else to do but
I can't stop thinking about you
It may have only been a couple of weeks
It feels like years of a lifetime, near forever
I want to wait outside ...
I wanted to meet you Alone
But no chance of that
And as we all go outside I look at Safe-way expectantly again with silent death threats and numerous Ideals of arson ...
Smoke a cigarette.
Another voice in my head and I obey
Putting it out I look up and see a figure walking closer
The way they walk
Even with that bag it's familiar
...
It's you and as I voice this I and another are already running
She beats me and as I try not to cry I hug you
She moves and I hug you entirely, wholly, Taking in every part that I can ...
But your other friends are here
Lucky you ...
And as you talk I stand
as you catch-up I hold onto your hand as a child holds onto their mother
And as we walk away from it all I still marvel at you
Your eyes look at me tender and with joy
Your hand holds onto mine like you don't want to let go
Your voice beckons my heart to fall for you more
And your caring smile, tender kiss and loving hug all make me melt.
And I can't speak
ONLY you have ever looked at me like this
ONLY you have held my hand so tight and wonderful
ONLY you beckon my heart with your words
only YOUR smile, YOUR kiss and YOUR arms
I melt only for you ...
I am whole and wonderful ... only for you ...

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