Wait

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I do not know when you will return...
But I will wait.
Like clock hands spinning in circles,
But never out of hope.

I’ve been navigating in and out of our conversations,
Getting lost in the gaps between your words and your silence,
Yet still...
I wait.

You left an imprint,
A fingerprint across my soul,
A ghost that doesn’t haunt...
But holds.

Your presence lingers like perfume in an empty room,
Like lyrics without a melody,
Like laughter frozen mid-air.

Time has passed...
But still, I long.
Messages sent, blue ticks and no replies,
Still, I refresh the screen like it’s oxygen.
But I wait.

Now I’m telling friends
Yeah, I said it.
“I'm drawn to her.”
This pull? It’s not just a crush.
It’s gravity...
And I’m caught in your orbit.

I whisper your name to the night
Like it knows how to keep secrets.
And every notification?
A small hope.
But silence?
Silence is loyal. It always shows up.

Still...
I wait.

Like a melody craving its final note.
Like dry soil aching for the rain.
Regardless of distance,
Regardless of time,
I’ll wait for you
Wherever you are.

Not as a fool.
But as someone who felt something real
in a world full of almosts and maybes.

I wait...
Because your absence speaks louder
than most people’s presence.

In the quiet,
I replay your laughter
Like a song I never downloaded but memorized anyway.

I hold on to memories we haven’t even made yet.
I write you letters I never send.
Dream of places we’ve never been.
And even if the seasons shift and you forget my name…
I'll still keep a space for you,
Untouched. Sacred. Unbothered.

I wait in poems,
In prayers,
In the slow rise of dawn that reminds me of your glow.

And if fate takes too long...
Or leads you down another path...
Just know

I didn’t wait to be noticed.
I waited
Because love doesn’t rush. It remembers.