“Waiting?”

I searched for you.

I searched for you long and long,

As if I were a train, carving word by word in a song

On unbeaten tracks that only to him belong.

I thought myself worthy to go against the wind,

Like going home, to a place

I've never been.

To be deemed, as metal, unfit for the load,

To carry all this, unbearably cold.

I wanted to fly, but something kept me in a loop,

You watched and you knew:

I couldn't join your troop.

And gently you hid your wings from my burning,

Iron love, ever yearning.

What does he have, he’s not like me?

Could he, chained to a rock,

love so free?

With thoughts alone, with a song,

You’ll never hear — but from memory

You’ll save yourself, a sweet reverie.

So I spoke with you, pain didn’t hide,

For this duel,

I waited, my pride defied.

But you didn’t shiver, didn’t quake,

When my violin turned to body, for your sake.

It cracked and fell, all for you,

About you, from you, the melody grew.

But don’t cry, my tune is now free,

Every friend, every foe, holds the key.

You chose him, for all is clear,

All that’s near desires you here.

I stared into the abyss, right in its face,

Not beside, but seeing you in every place.

Who will I be, fated or plain,

But once you guess —

I’ll be someone new again.

Do you wait?