Patiently waiting,
Quietly hoping
For that one chance
To see something beautiful.
To hold it in my hands,
To know it's warmth,
To feel it's gentle embrace.
Never knowing
If it truly existed,
Always hoping it did.
A soft whisper,
A light,
A hint for me to follow.
Believing I Have found what I have been waiting for,
And then the crushing realization that I have been waiting
For Nothing.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I've always hated the feeling of being let down.
Comments/thoughts appreciated.

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