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Waiting
Every day
I wake up thinking
Someone will meet me
And tell me
It's a joke, it's a mistake,
He's okay.
I'm waiting to see him again.
Waiting for a Saturday,
A bright day
When all we do is scale the state from border to border.
I'm waiting so patiently
With hope that he'll show up.
That even once more
I can hug him
And tell him I love him.
Maybe I could call him
And tell him of the accomplishments in my life.
He would be so happy.
Maybe even I could ask him for advice,
When I need it most.
Once more
Maybe I could hear his voice
And tell him I'm sorry.
I could sit here
Reminisce
When I actually had that chance
Never took it
And I'll beat myself up for it.
Forever I'll be waiting
Hoping for one more chance.
Wanting to be there
Call him
Make sure he's okay.
I have my wishes,
But I'll always be waiting.
