Waiting

We would buy the tickets and see the shows
We’d laugh at jokes and gasp at the scares
But we were only waiting.

We’d fill up the tank and hit the roads
We’d slow for the bumps and speed for hills
But we were still waiting.

We would fly across the globe
We’d sit beside each other,
Hold hands and watch the clouds pass beneath.
Even then, we were still waiting.

We walked in the wind and the snow
Crunched leaves ‘neath our toes,
Looking up while walking
Not talking, just waiting.

Waiting for there to be only one ticket left
For the tank to run dry
For someone to say “you can’t sit here”,
And “the other can sit there.”

We were waiting for the wind to blow us apart
And the snow to keep it that way.
We’d never let go on our own
It was never the wrong time for play.
But like two elk with antlers entwined
We’d both die if we didn’t unwind
The messed up knot we’ve only made tighter
With word after word from typewriters.

Neither of us were able to stand the blame
Of being the one to forfeit the game.
We wanted fate to intervene
And with its icy hand unseen
To let us go our separate ways
And to not look back at one another
With a hollow cold regretful gaze
But instead with love still lingering
And both our hearts still tingling 
Give one last kiss and say goodbyes
Not to who was leaving
But to who we were
When we caught each other’s eyes.