The Wait
6:50 pm
The end was soon.
Anticipation overwhelming the mind.
People pass,
Unfeeling to the time ticking on.
7:00 pm
Minutes disguised as hours.
Unconvincing as they slugged on,
Second by second.
7:10 pm
Tapping feet,
Matching the clock’s rhythm.
New-found nervousness,
Confusing emotions.
7:15 pm
Each second could be the one.
Questions filling the spaces,
Thoughts choppy, relentless.
7:18 pm
Excitement controlling,
Taking power.
Nerves, thoughts, taps ended.
Waiting was over.
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