The wait.
The cursor stares back at me.
Sigh.
This ain’t easy for me too,
I shouted back more for me against its angry glare.
I wonder why it is so stubborn
For when you think about it
This is confusing me a lot more.
5 minutes passed
And I can’t write a single word.
Surely, I should have forgotten, right?
Wrong.
It was 5 years now
But the pain is as fresh as newly-cut wound.
Now, why is this a good idea again?
Indeed, this is confusing me a lot more.
Just 5 minutes more
And I ready myself to bolt out the door.
I wonder why I would have to brave this wait
Not when I need to be just scared shitless.
The cursor blinks back again
And I stared just as angrily.
I finished my tea
And stood.
Maybe there won’t be any words coming…
5 steps.
A “hi” then a smile.
Thank heavens, I am wrong.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
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