Write a two line poem about waiting for something, then explain what you were actually waiting for

[Katie71]

Mine: the kettle clicks off before the water's fully boiled, some days that's close enough. Waiting for permission to stop trying so hard at something I'd already quietly given up on

[BookerT_99]

Line: the bus pulls away exactly as I round the corner, again. Waiting for a specific rejection letter that finally arrived a week later than promised

[CMPunk_Mike]

Line: the test results sit unopened on the counter for an hour before I can make myself look. Waiting for news about my father's diagnosis

[TheRock25]

Line: the phone stays face down all through dinner, on purpose, on principle. Waiting for an apology that never actually came

[NightHarbour30]

Line: the interview ends with we'll be in touch, and the silence starts immediately. Waiting for a job that would have let me finally move closer to home

[BosonSpark]

Line: the last box stays taped shut in the garage for a year past the move. Waiting until I was ready to actually unpack what was inside it

[Golden Crow]

Line: the seed packet says two weeks, week three arrives with nothing but dirt. Waiting to see if something I planted in a new city would actually take root

[KevinOwens]

Line: the paint dries slower than the instructions promised, patience thinner than the second coat. Waiting to feel ready to sell a house that wasn't mine to keep anymore