Vindicated

Prompt: Hope, it dangles on a string, like slow spinning redemption

Shameful, it is

To know that
the moment I found my resolve
the moment I ventured out of my zone
the moment I broke down my walls—
You’re no longer on the other side
waiting

And why, I wonder—I remained on the same spot
left with the mere choice of hoping
wishing
dreaming
and waiting

That one day
you’d go back to the same spot where you’ve waited
And realize

That I was what you’ve always wanted
That I am whom you’ve always needed

Not her—
not her.

Shameful, it is
Pitiful, this is

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