When you wait so long
And in the end
Nothing really comes
And you sit and wonder
For what may happen next
And nothing does
Not anything of something
Not a comment then no action
Just nothing
And you wonder if
It ever will
Then you’re lost in a daydream
And you revel in the happiness
And then you catch yourself
And go lower than ever
And can't even see a hope
But still there is some
And daily it’s chipped away
And you look and you stare
And you think
Was it even there?
I made expectation
On a disappointing subject
And an expectation of anything
Is damaged forever
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