Out of time

I am waiting for you by the lamppost
I mean Hey, see you soon, I can’t wait
Shaky hands trying hard to press buttons
As I’m typing for you to debate

I am waiting for you by the bus stop
I mean Hey, you are taking your time
Lights descend as ascend all my doubts
Phone is ringing as loud as chime


I am waiting for you by the entrance
Watching doors automatically closing
I mean Hey, I am done with the waiting
To the these lonely night streets I’m proposing


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