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14 years of Livejournalling, and hopefully, more to come.

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:: I Sit and Wait ::

:: I Sit and Wait ::
Was it last year when you sat across the table 
And spoke about your dreams and aspirations
While I laid an ice cube onto the coffee table 
And watch it melt, watch it melt, into a puddle
of tepid reflection, of the approaching crossroad. 
And as you left a dollar as tip for the waitress
We hugged and parted our ways forever 
I lingered, and watch the willowy figure of yours 
Disappear into the horizon, like the setting sun
Except that I will not see you again, tomorrows. 
So, here, I am, once again, 
Back again, like a long lost friend. 
I've made my choice 
I've found my voice 
If the opposite of destiny is free will 
I'll take my chances, I will, I will.  
I'll say I'm sorry. 
I'll take my chances 
and say I'm sorry. 
The waitress smiles and brings me my tea 
My earl grey, my distant past, my memories
So I sit and wait, I know you'll come 
You'll come you'll come you''ll come
I sit and wait. I sit and wait. 
I'll take my chances 
and say I'm sorry. 

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yeah...u ve to wait, it's not the bottom yet.

nah...time to enter is around 1200...every's a record low!

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thanks! it is an 'exercise'. =)

Such a long time..

It's been a while since one of your works moved me as much as this did. (Don't get me wrong the others were good but not as poignant maybe?)
The first 2 stanzas are wonderful! Very visual and not just visual for visual's sake.
Just wondering, any reason for the extra s for the last word in the 2nd part 'tomorrow'? I hope it's not a typo because I have a thought on why you used it as such and if so it's amazing!


Thank you for the compliment. It is part of an exercise, for a reason, actually.
I wanted the crossroad to refer to the possible parting of ways, which happened.
And 'tomorrows' was deliberate - for if the protagonist compared the departing person to the setting sun, the sun still rises and sets the following day and so on and so forth, but the departing person will never be seen again, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, hence tomorrows.


Re: Such a long time..

Don't get me wrong, the crossroads wasn't the thing that got me, and to be honest maybe a little cliche, but it was how you presented it (in this case a puddle of water) that made it refreshing.
And I'm glad I got your intention right on 'tomorrows'. I like to go grammatically incorrect sometimes with my work and it's very liberating! I think it's very clever in this case and yet so subtle. Keep on exercising! ;)


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