kindle
As I sit quietly waiting I ponder my reason for being here.
Is it the quiet inside my car? Is it the bustle all around me?
As I sit quietly waiting I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
Should I be tense right now? Should I be sitting well relaxed?
As I sit quietly waiting I turn my gaze toward the side door.
Is that him exiting the building? Is it that time already?
As I sit quietly waiting I feel the quiver through my body.
Is that my nerves that he may see me? Is it anticipation?
As I sit quietly waiting I feel a heat travel through my body.
Is that a flame waiting for kindle to reignite it? Is it shame?
As I sit quietly waiting I realize the bond was broken years ago and I do not want to go back.
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