Sep 2013
Staring out into the rain.
Waiting.
Waiting for someone,
Someone special.
The doorbell rings.
I dash
But it's a false alarm.
There's no one there.
And there never will be.
Waiting.
Waiting for someone,
Someone special.
The doorbell rings.
I dash
But it's a false alarm.
There's no one there.
And there never will be.
Wrote this about a year back. Still as powerful.
