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Sitting and Waiting
I sit and wait. Everytime my phone rings my heart beats faster. I hope to see his name flashing on the screen. It wasn't supposed to be this way. I sit and wait. I wasn't going to wait for a man ever again. The next man was going to be chasing after me. It wasn't supposed to be this way. I sit and wait. The minutes pass into hours; The hours into days and days into a week. It wasn't supposed to be this way. I sit and wait. The tears begin to fill my eyes. My stomach begins to twist and turn. It wasn't supposed to be this way. I sit and wait. The phone rings and his name is on the screen. The waiting is over and the dread disappears The call ends and once again, I sit and wait.
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