Waiting

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It was midnight
Between the winds and stars
The conversation stroll through glasses of hot tea.

My long lost friend had come to town
We were busy catching up stories and worries
But I can't help to flick around every time someone came from the stair.

"You are waiting for him."
She said firmly. No question. Just an affirmation.

I just smiled sadly and shocked my head.
"I wish I'm not."

"Just give him a call. Said that you are here, so he can came along."

"The last time we spoke to each other was 4 months ago."
I refused.

She gave me a concerned look.
"Your choice then."