Waiting
Watching the grey hairs grow
as the clock ticks
Smell of dough
Sounds of sneakers swishing by
Moments upon moments dissolve
Should've
Would've
Could've
Creep into thought
Walk
Run
Fly
Anything is better than this lie
It's been 10 years
Since we spoke
The conversation dull
Nothing connecting us
The past easily erased
Yet the loneliness is drawn on your face
I imagined a whirlwind of fortune and love
but the reality was empty and unfortunate.
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