Waiting Poem by Karissa Earley

Waiting



Throwing up my heart;
into the air.
Waiting for him to catch it,
waiting for him to care.

If he catches it,
will he hold it real tight?
Or be like the others,
and run out of sight.

Can i ever let go of my pain?
let the memories fade away.
Or will they linger with me,
from each and every day?

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