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Waiting Room
A Poem
i’m sitting where you left me
on the road between
heartbreak
and unhappy endings
and i knew you
were nothing
but someone
i couldn’t trust
not for the long haul,
not for a lifetime
because you’d broken too many hearts —
and you couldn’t be trusted
to holding mine
(not at all, not at all, not at all).
i sit right where you left me,
wondering where i went wrong,
and why you tried your best
to hide what was true
(and you were never honest,
and i hated that —
as if i couldn’t be trusted
to hold my own fate)
and someday you’re going to know
what it’s like to lose me,
really lose me,
and you won’t know
what hit you —
because i was never just a placeholder
for something else you couldn’t name