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Waited (Cj Avory - Lafayette, LA)

I..... Waited, waited, & waited Until the silhouette of my patience Was left lingering on the window panes..... Sitting in emotions of defeat But this seat...... Was my only attachment to you..... A connection between your soul and my heart Yet, we departed ways In the middle of our days Where the sun would try to hold on to that last lingering cloud Before the moon would break through the shadows..... Neither could fathom the reason why They kept seeing my face day after day..... I Waited..... On you to break the silence Of this dark disposition Wondering where the moments of wondering where you are Were nothing, but wonders pondering on what to think next Yet, nothing was left to think of But you made your decision And I couldn't believe I sat waiting on you to appear Then disappear then re-appear like ain't shit happened That chair should have crumbled beneath me To let me know our foundation wasn't even sturdy enough For me to lay my emotions on..... Waited Until the silhouette of my patience..... Gave up on you and us There was no trust Nothing to discuss I could give two fucks on what you're thinking right now Do you understand how much of my energy went into Waiting on you patiently Daily Nothing could sway me..... Not even the wind could knock me off this pedestal of waiting on you And for you to prove There was nothing there all along..... Until the silhouette of my patience Was left lingering on the window panes..... They say patience is virtue But my patience is done with you I..... Waited, waited, & waited Until the silhouette of my patience Was left lingering on the window panes.....

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