Waiting
My hair looked good today
I shaved. I do that once a year now
Maybe even less
I never liked it. It makes red bumps
It burns
It hurts
For what
I always do it for you to notice
My dentist told me to whiten my teeth
They are nice teeth, she says
That didn’t make sense
I thought teeth didn’t like the bleach
But you probably do
It hides the things that stain a life
I try to hide the years by looking too long in the mirror
I can’t hide the wrinkles
I don’t really try
I tug at my face
I was pretty once
You weren’t there
I should probably wear more sunscreen
I flex my jaw to hide the skin that hangs too low from my chin
Bunching
I pinch it hoping it will go away
I must have slept last night
The darkness hasn’t infested
My eyes look nice
Today
.
I tried to call you
I sent a text
I said something like
Meet me at the lake
You said maybe
You taught me that means no
I still check and check. Make sure I’m not on silent
The water likes to wave
I wait
.
The clock passes time but I don’t
My thoughts are still the same
I don’t change
I still age
I made sure I looked good for you
You weren’t there
.
I tried to call you
I didn’t text
I wanted to say. You missed it!
It was so beautiful today
I missed it too
I would have traded
The sun the wind the trees bristling
The waves lapping on the sand
.
I fell asleep. You were there
We were in the same place in that day
.
My skin sunbaked
A storm came
My eyes crept up to puffy clouds
Pain
Something messed up my hair
.
I decided to stop waiting for you. I began waiting for myself
I stood on a rock
I was alone
The storm must have shooed away the people
The wind said rain
I stayed
I was waiting for myself
.
I hope it helps
.
I didn’t try to call you
I’ll have to wait another year
By then maybe I’ll forget
Believe I look good again


Waiting…. Yep. The mundane of ordinary life, prepping for meeting, a meeting that never arrives, both from without and within. This was subtly profound—from the first lines, I needed to know how this anticipation was going to end. And then it ended in a way most of us familiar with unrequited love can relate. Thank you for writing this.