Last time I checked
time told me to wait
he said and pointed
eagerly, impatient
“Not him, no, no,
no, not him, and
definitely

not him.”

I asked
“Why not?”

“I don’t want
to watch
you
in weeps and
salt water
cleansing your eyes,
but all smiles
and most of all,
happy.”

Then I met

him

and even if
time permitted
he still said
“Someone better
is waiting for
you.”
But now
all I have is
nothing but one
question;

where is he?