Wednesday, December 23, 2009

I Cannot Possibly Miss You So Soon

I'm waiting.

Waiting for my gift, all wrapped in silver paper and tied with a red ribbon.

I'm waiting.

Waiting for you to come home to me, with snow in your hair.

I'm waiting.

Till the day I don't need you when things go wrong.

They go wrong all the time.

I'm waiting.

For the day I can escape to your arms again.

I'm waiting.

For the new year.

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