Saturday, January 18, 2025

I Didn't

I didn’t bring a charger.

I didn’t bring a snack.

I’m nervous ‘cause I’m texting you

And you’re not writing back.

 

The hospital is crowded;

You haven’t yet been seen.

You’re thirsty and I couldn’t help;

I think you think I’m mean.

 

I’m sitting in a waiting room,

Your sneakers in a bag.

I’m trying to stay calm, while

All my spirits start to sag.

 

This night will stretch for hours

As I sit alone and mope.

I feel like I don’t have the tools

That I will need to cope.

 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 

Right now it’s hours later.

I somehow made it through

And most important, I can breathe

Since, somehow, you did, too.

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