I waited for you.
I waited for other girls to pass through your life
to stop gloating about the flowers you send
to bore you.
I waited for all of our morning coffees
our afternoon laughter
our midnight conversations
to evolve into something
or someone
you recognized.
I waited for the right interlude
to lean in and kiss you
to lean in and assert my place beside you
to lean in
and feel you recognize
that I was different
that we could be different.
I waited.
And we were worth it.
--3 July 2013
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