On pending

The longer I wait, Sitting on the outskirts of time, The nearer I drift to stress, Vigilantly welcoming your reply As the skies grow darker with each breath. The wind blows eastward, Snatching away the day’s fading light. The moon sympathizes with my restless heart, Until tears rest softly on my forehead. Minutes stretch into infinity, Still… pending, Waiting to reach out to me 😪