The Waiting
The words you put out there
Just linger there a moment
As time seems to freeze
You spoke in anger
Just saying anything
But then that moment comes
When you realize you can't take back what you said
Your words sting
In the cool air
Almost killing the other person
Their face in shock
You wait and wait
For something
Anything
To be said
But nothing ever is
And that's the worse part
The waiting
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