Saturday, December 02, 2017

times come round

I'd rather it almost be anything else
but you

would prefer another chance. Which you
deserve. I have to concede.

For all of the time you've been waiting
for me
to tell you that I
was waiting for you.
Except that I couldn't

until it was through. Once I
was done waiting, I told

you so. You said great! We've been
waiting enough. Let's go!

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