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Waiting
She is waiting on time
To tell her heart,
That you were never truley deserving of her,
That your touch was shallow
And wet like a puddle
Not like the depths of oceans
That she gave to you.
And she is waiting on time
To prove to her,
That she never really wanted you
That your voice was forgettable
And that she wouldn't remember
The last digits of your number
Even if you did call..
She's just waiting to feel this way
