Waiting...

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I would stand in the pouring rain,

waiting for you.

I would stay for hours, days, years,

waiting for you.

My cloths dripping.

I still wait.

No matter what weather,

I will always wait for you.

Waiting for you to say,

"I'm ready."

Then I would take your hand,

In my cold, wet, hand

and never let go.

Your warmth would then help me survive.

So please don't let go.

For I have waited for you to hold me.

All I ask is for you to stay

"Please?"

I beg.

But you said,

"Goodbye."

I swear I was going to cry.

But all I did was sigh,

Knowing it was my time.

Your warmth no longer kept me alive.

Now I die,

But only on the inside.

Now I wait for the sun,

To give me warmth.

But in the end

Even the sun leaves me.

I no longer wait.

For I must change my fate.

This,

and you,

Was all a big mistake.

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