You Turned Time Into Torture

in waiting, 
i was physically present but focused on all that could go wrong 
and in having so little control
i felt, in my body, the panic of 
knowing so few of the facts -

time i spent in waiting 
for you -

and even before the waiting 
i anticipated -
i made sure that my plans were flexible 

my nerves were so taut 
i was malleable 
to you 

i was abiding 
because i needed so much to see you - 
to spend time with the person 
who i was in love with 

and you dared to think 
i would do that forever 
that i would not tire of waiting - 
tire of words -
and messages that could so quickly be deleted 

love makes fools of us all. 

Kate Lewington

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From the South of England, Kate is a writer/poet and blogger. Their writing is largely based on the themes of belonging, loss, and wonder. They have been recently published by Anti-Heroin Chic, Roi Fainéant Press and Autumn Sky Poetry Daily.

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