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wednesday’s who ~ someone who waits…

There she is again, in her favorite chair, sitting there nonchalantly, uncaring of the world around her. This is where she spends the whole day watching the sun as it raises high in the sky until darkness reigns and devours the whole town as if it never existed. I don’t know what she’s thinking. I could not even take a wild guess for her eyes are full of different emotions. At times they are burning with fiery passion, angst and resentment or is it remorse? I even caught her once sobbing silently, her shoulders shaking, her hands with little tremors, her lips that are usually dry, are then dampened by the tears welling up from those eyes. The next day, they’re glinting with unfathomable fury, her jaw tightened, her fist clenched, her lips thinned. And today, they are void of any proof of emotions, like a barren place where no one dares to go. Is it peace, contentment, an acceptance of everything? Has she finally make amends with herself and is now willing to compromise? Or is it resignation? A hopelessness that seems inevitable. A white flag hoisted, for the enemies to recognize. Or is she waiting for something? Is she waiting for someone? The most difficult thing to do if you’d ask me. But sometimes, we have to do it even if it takes forever. Could      you stay there forever?

I got up to my feet. I want to know the answer to that question. I gathered all courage I could muster and headed towards her just to find her rising from the seat and started pacing towards the door. Maybe I could try again… tomorrow.

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