To That Anonymous Voice...

I STARE AT YOUR MOVEMENT... OR LACK THERE OF...
AND I WAIT...
I WAIT FOR YOU TO INSPIRE ME TO STAY...BUT YOU NEVER DO
SO I PUSH...
I PUSH THAT GIRL FAR WITH EMOTION AND A HEART OF GOLD
BRIBE...I BRIBE HER...I BRIBE HER TO STAY AND I WAIT...
I WAIT FOR YOU TO INSPIRE ME TO SMILE IN YOUR PRESENCE...
AS IF THERE WERE NO TIME LIKE THE PRESENT...
BUT THERE IS THE PAST... AND THERE IS NOW...
MEMORY...MEMORY OF YOU...NEVER...AND NEVER DARES TO FADE...
SO I AM STUCK...I AM STUCK STARING AT YOUR MOVEMENT...
OR LACK THERE OF ... AND I WAIT
I WAIT TI TRULY UNDERSTAND WHY IT IS...
THAT YOU HAVE BROUGHT ME ONLY TO DRAG ME THROUGH ENDLESS YEARS IN THE REFLECTION OF YOUR DISAPPOINTMENT
I WAIT...FOR THE YELLING TO CEASE...THE SILENCE TO TURN INTO LAUGHTER
I WAIT FOR YOU TO MOVE...
I WAIT FOR YOU TO NUTURE...
I SYARE AT YOUR MOVEMENT... OR LACK THERE OF...
I WAIT FOR MY TIME TO RUN...IN FEAR THAT A FLAME WILL CEASE TO FLICKER AND I WILL HAVE WIAHED I HAD NEVER WAITED....
YOU DO NOT MOVE....BUT YOU SPEAK
SPEAK WITH ANGER...
LIKE RAPID TEARS ON SILK SKIN CLOUDED EYES NEVER CLEAR
...AND I WAIT...TO START ALL OVER AGAIN.