When you come it wont be like what the movies potrayed. No slow motion. No spark. No emotional climax. Instead, it will be an instant like a blink of an eye. You were already there before I knew when, how or why. When you come it would be like how many times you've passed me by. You have already passed before I lifted my eyes, following a trail of you. I felt your presence as you passed by For you filled that absence i have longed for so long to be filled. Your presence was so real because of your absence. My heart will ache not with hurt but with yearning, a deep sense of want that only you could fill in. When you finally come, I will see my future pass by. My past will make sense and my present will become a gift. And it did today as you passed me by. When will be that day when you would not just pass me by but stay? When will you finally come my way? All I can do is wait.
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