Title: Waiting
by Isis | in writing, poetry
I told you I'd wait, but it's getting harder every day.
To fake a smile and concentrate, when my mind's on you.
What are you doing right now?
Thinking of me?
I doubt it.
I try so hard just to talk to you.
Yet it seems you make no effort at all.
Should I stop?
Give up.
Then I know I'd regret it,
But I just don't know how much longer I can wait.
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