I sit quietly.

Patiently.



I wait.



Words are spoken; they fly over my head.

Sometimes, deeds are worth more than words.

Mere words.



Still, I wait.



Time passes by. The sun has gone down.

I keep waiting.



One final chance.

It passes by.

Something snaps.



Finally, I can wait no longer.

And

I wait no longer.






Because

I have left.