Where are you
And why haven't you called?
Been sitting out here in the cold for so long
My toes have no feeling
And my hands have gone numb.
People eye me suspiciously
Like I'm some kinda bum.
So where are you?
I'm still lingering outside on the curb;
Beginning to wonder if I might lose my nerve.
In my mind the voices are already debating-
Should I cut my losses
Or do I keep waiting?
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