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Julia J Jan 2015
Waiting a long time,
I can’t stop staring at the clock. Hearing it tick and tock.
Building up excitement,
for what seems like forever.
Trying to occupy my mind, checking every moment.
Thinking the time has come until finally it has.
I check and its not what I want.
I am disappointed in the moment.
I pause rethinking what I heard,
my eyes close.
For once I feel pure disappointment.
Julia J Jan 2015
My throat tightens
I look down almost as if in the staring contest with the floor
Not knowing what to say nor do
My skin tingles
My eyes water
I feel small pulsing I can almost hear
I try to name it
But I just can't
Finally I've got it I know what the noises
It's my heart beating deep inside my body
As deep as you can go
The beating is like the second hand on a clock
The beatings slows as I start to relax
My skin stops tingling,
As I wipe away a tear my eyes rise
Breaking away from a small speck on the floor
My throat loosens
"I agree" I say
As I plant a smile on my face
And slowly watch it grow

— The End —