Waiting

I sat there in the cold waiting for you
But you never came.
What was I supposed to do?
It was freezing and my hands were numb.
I waited for as long as I could,
But now I'm done waiting for you to come around
And admit that you don't love me.
I'm tired of sitting in the cold
In the middle of the night
Just for you to show up
When we both know you don't want to.
Its over now.
I'm sorry, but I'm done waiting.

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silentcat_21
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Joined: 02/21/2010

Poll

How often do you write poetry?
Daily
20%
Weekly
11%
Monthly
2%
When the mood strikes
47%
During stressful or emotional times
13%
Not that frequently
4%
I just like to read poetry
3%
Total votes: 339