The first month
I waited
excited
waiting
The second
or third
I knew
you weren't coming.
The waiting
was anger
Anger
at you.
The fourth
or fifth
I suppose,
there's
No more anger.
No more waiting.
Because
you're not
coming
I know it
But still
to be honest
I'm waiting
for whenever
we're ready.
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hmm...
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Hi,
if you were older i would be sure this is about you waiting to have a baby..
"The first month
i waited
excited
waiting
the second
or third
i knew
you weren`t coming"
i cant think of anything else other than a boyfriend/loved one who didnt come back
line 16...there`s.
line 19...because.
well done Saturday Mar
bye
rhet
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Well I guess it's more about someone who chose not to come back...
Thanks for comment.
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I like how your feelings (?) change as you keep waiting. I don't know what else to say but I like it
:-)
xx
H -
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Thanks. Guess who its about...
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How true when the pain of a rejection occurs, and how honest. The hope just hangs on like a shirt swaying in the breeze on a clothesline. Trying to dry out but then it rains... And the waiting continues. Excellent...
Birdie
language: 5, rhythm: 5, subject: 5, tone: 5, form: 5.
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Thank you so much. Your metaphor is really good, better then my poem
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