Waiting

I'm bored.

There isn't much to do here.

I'm waiting for a text to come

that says that I can go.

It hasn't come yet.

So I'm just waiting.

Waiting is no fun.

But that doesn't matter.

Its Necessary.

No use in complaining about what's necessary.

That's a waste of time.

So instead I'm doing this.

Whatever this is.

Its kinda fun.

No one will ever see this.

That's kinda sad.

This won't be saved for future generations

or even just for me.

This is simply for now and for fun.

I'll enjoy it while it lasts.

This moment, this fun.

This is one of those simple times

I'll remember when I'm old and gray.

The time I waited.

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