4 Hours
The sun beats down as if I’ve personally hurt it
While I’m dressed in my varying shades of grey and navy blue
Some faded from the sun and repeat wears that only the college poor can call trendy
Hand me downs from my mother that should bring me comfort
But right now the only thing on my mind is how
The bus is late and I’m hard pressed for water
But most of all I’m yearning for you
Its been 4 hours since I’ve locked you in my embrace
Its been 4 hours since you fought back viciously
While I listened to nonsense and some sense
And worked my way back and forth note pages and the concrete on this campus
You’ve laid patiently for my return
The bus draws close and I wait
Its still dark but you wait
The crowd presses close as though my seat is the only seat
And at every stop to our home there is a *ding*
“stop requested” flashes over the electronic screen
Till finally I’m 6 steps in and back out into the sun
It feels like nobody really ever learned how to walk and talk
I’m frustrated as the strangers in front of me swipe twice
-swipe thrice to get into the building
The elevator stops on nearly every floor as I make my way to you
Its been 4 hours
But you wait
The door opens and I’m greeted with cold air
The door closes and I’m greeted with darkness
I’ve counted out how many steps it takes to get to you
12, and you wait
The crate door opens and you smile and wag that tail of yours
You jump and play and I laugh
It’s been 4 hours filled with misery for the both you and I both
But right now I feel nothing but joy
I rescued you, but you are my savior