The Wait

We waited for this day to have come

For so long, but we never thought

This is how it would end.

The two of us meeting for the very first time.

We spoke so much about it,

Yet there you are, standing, your face

Looking panicked,

She  won't come, she must have seen me.

And walked off.

I see you looking around you.

You can’t see me standing there out of eyesight.

Deep down in the pit of my stomach,

It’s whirling and turning.

I myself was looking forward to this day.

But in my case I wasn’t hoping for you,

But for her to come through those sliding doors

At the airport,

Its another person’s face I wanted to see,

It was another person my face wanted to light up.

As painful as this must be,

I wish I had the nerve.

To

   Walk

           Away

But my legs didn’t want to.



This Poet Rally Award for Wk38 from Jingle