I sip my coffee
As I wait for you
Patiently
As though the sun will never set.
My eyes drift up
From my half committed book
Glancing at the passer-by's
Hoping one might be you
I think I see a flash of you
But it's only another stranger.
I finished my coffee long ago
I still wait for you.
YOU ARE READING
The Heart Doctor
PoetryTravelling through the world of love and hurt. It's a train that will not stop when you want to. But god what a journey.
