Poetry

the longest wait

Then,
I would tell the others
one thing I’ve convinced myself:
I’m not waiting for him,
I’m waiting for me—
to get over him.

And that
is a lie;
and that
would also be
my longest wait.

Daily Post’s Waiting

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