Waiting

Sometimes we wait. Watching every shadow pass in hopes it's who we wait for. Whether they come or not we wait, we watch, we wonder where they are when wandering away from us. Watching as the shadows turn into echos and then vanish altogether. Wayward wandering, still we wonder, bewildered but not bereaved. Always believing one day we will reunite. We wonder why we need to wait, sometimes forever. Loyal lovers, waiting, wondering why the sun and moon won't wait with us. We wait, because we know the truth, and there is nothing else for us to do. We wait and wonder, watching every shadow, even though we know they are not who we're waiting for.