Waiting

by EasternSunflower

Another Near poem, set two years after Concealed Tears, you don't really HAVE to read Concealed Tears, but it comes before this one.

Near's POV

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It's warm here,
Maybe too warm.
It's been two years,
Since they left,
But it feels like much longer.
But that's unimportant.
Much too warm.
But it's nice,
Since cold is all I had known,
As I snuggle deeper into the covers,
I imagine it's a love belonging to mothers.

But it will end,
And that's something no one can mend.
Roger will come to 'wake' me soon,
It's time for that damned test.

I'm number 1,
I should be proud.

But I'm not,
That bloody number is why I'm shunned.

So I'll play,
waiting for someone who will stay.