I stood at the door,
Like a ship waiting for the tide.
Eagerly anticipating,
The moment you’d arrive.
As I longed for your presence,
With each passing moment,
My patience grew thin.
Like a flower without water,
My spirit wilted within.
But still, I stood there,
Like a statue made of stone.
Waiting for the day,
When I wouldn’t be alone.
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