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The Wait

Disclaimer: This is regarding one of my recent experiences with love and the lack of it. This was one of the poems I wrote at that time. The person I wrote this for, I never got to know them. Although it doesn't have much bearing right now, it's a memory nonetheless.
Saw a person, a candidate
Told my heart, hold on, wait!
This may be a trap date
You know what happened that fall late

Said I will take a chance
Heart pounding at every glance
The picture of sophisticated grace
The smile that could melt the toughest face

I need to know you
But I better not haste
I've seen what happens
When on the other side of the gate

Now I wait as my heart pounds
Every time the phone rings the tone aloud
I don't know why they won't reply
I think I am being silly, ain't I?

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