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Waiting For Words
You sit there, silent, and I wait.
I wait, hold your hand, and
Wonder what your sighs are all about.
For I wasn't around, but I see the
Redness and the plea in your eyes.
I've never known you to cry before.
You weren't alone- others bore
Witness to your scene, but not the
streams of tears that came later.
Full of self-hate, I am here, your foolish friend,
Too late to have comforted you in the paramount time,
Being with another over you.
But now, please tell me, what burns in
Your hurting heart? For I know you
Not to behave as ...