Waiting on a Sidewalk
Waiting on a Sidewalk
When you're waiting on a sidewalk,
You need something to do.
Chew gum? Boring.
Video games? Why.
Text on phone, to who?
Listen to music, on what?
Looking at the ground.
Sidewalk's white-ish gray.
It's new.
You sit down.
Waiting on a sidewalk
What to do?
People watch? No one around.
Stare at the sky? Blanket of gray. Exciting.
Read a book? None around.
Look at a magazine? Didn't bring one.
Waiting on a sidewalk.
Looking around.
Waiting for who?
A parent? No.
A sibling? No
A friend? No.
A Cousin? No.
Then who?
Why wait on a sidewalk for no one?
Waiting for a bus?
A car?
A life?
No, no, no.
Then who?
True love.
A silver Volvo comes by and parks in front of the girl, sitting on the sidewalk. A very pale, white-skinned, bronzed-hair, beautiful boys get out. Walks over to the girl. They greet with a kiss, and walk to the Volvo. Boy holds door open for girl. Sweet, a gentleman. Girl gets in. Boy gets in, and drives off.
True love.
Girl was waiting for true love.
Sit down on a sidewalk.
And you true love appears in a shiny silver Volvo.
Written By: twilightlover1417