The Waiting Room

empty and alone
cold and
devoid of life and feeling
echos of laughter
and footsteps
giggles, long nights and tears
do you see me here
know I’m here
feel my longing
it waited
for years
to fulfill again its purpose

was worth it
full now of all that matters
once empty and alone
no longer
no longer waiting

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