And the next thing I know,
A car door slams outside.
Someone knocks on the front door
And then they walk inside,
But before they do, they ask if I'm here.
My heart is racing in a second-
What if it's you?
But then I see them
And my eyes take a second to adjust
And to see who it really is.
I hoped- I really hoped-
Maybe it was you.
But it wasn't
And I have to return to my waiting sit on the couch
Wait, I stood up that fast?
Wasn't I sitting before?
And before I knew it,
The waiting started again.