Anticipation

Sitting in my cool stretch of sun.
Yellow and red, the brightest.
So bright, even shade could not ward,
Off the burn.

But not now
Enveloped in cold silence
And cold surroundings

I am looking through the smallest hole,
As if it is the biggest in the universe

Anticipating,
Every movement, every sound.

An engine nears

I can hear everything
The pistons
The breaks

It slows down
Then accelerates, and passes by

Just like the one before it
Although it was what I expected, it still leaves me behind.
Feeling like I let hope slip between my fingers.

An engine nears…

Unknown "Happy Pet" Lonely - 17 years, 1 month, 25 days ago