I sit at my doorstep so as to not miss you when you arrive.
But I'm not so desperate to walk around town to find you.
No.I shall be patient and wait here, ready to greet you and embrace you with all I've got.
Yes I'm scared, because I have yet to meet you.
I'm scared because the longer I wait, the more I encounter others who make me push my thoughts of you to a deeper corner and pull me away from my seat where I hope to see you.
I am scared, because I have longed for you for so long and the thought of delaying our meeting makes me restless.
But know that you are always on my mind.
A consistent bubble of anticipation resides in me to look for you wherever I go.
But I know I'll be too nervous and scared to approach you amongst the crowds.
So.
Come home soon, for I am eagerly waiting for you.Sincerely,
One who longs for Death.
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My Letter to You
PoetryHave you waited for someone for so long, someone who you're reminded of everywhere you go, someone you know who will come to you, someone you long for, someone you hope for, someone you miss, yet someone you never met?