The Anniversary

HE:

Wait, wait, Let Me wait,

She surely must know,

Twenty days past new year's eve,

Was when we first shrtmsgsrvcd..

SHE:

Why Hasn't he called, Why? Why?

Is it not a day to remember?

Or is it so trivial?

The day the first sparks flew..

The day dragged into night, 

And none made the first move,

As The beautiful day came to a close,

That could have been much more,

At 0 hours, arrived in tandem from each,

GOODNIGHT...

the end.....

to wait or to not to,