A lifetime in the chilly atmosphere of misconception.
And I knew what I would say the moment we met.
I practiced. Saw vignettes.
I thought it would happen.
But with mind over matter,
it all went awry.
All systems in breach,
No manual override.
I never thought the future would resemble a nuclear winter.
Barren landscapes,
Scorched earth.
I looked away.
I could sense the void between us yawning larger.
I got scared.
Froze.
Panicked.
I still waited for you though.
When you never showed, I left.
I don’t even know where or when you are.
Or if you simply, are.
I tried to conjure you,
But it never seemed right.
Even my imagination…
evaporated.
I know.
We’ll never meet,
And I won’t know what you look like,
hear the timber or soprano of your voice
I think of you.
Every. Day.
My sleep fades your unpredictable appearances in my mind,
beneath the surface,
deep under water.
I Waited a Long Time to Meet You
By Abstract Magdalene
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