The Waiting

i remembered today. It was the first time in a very long time since I did that. I sat in front of the fountain and let the music seep into my ears. And slowly, it would trigger thoughts of the past. The ear is where it all started and made it's way into my nose. The breath of life and all its glory as the falling leaf landed an inch away from my sneakers. The fountain stopped pouring its water and was soon draining itself. The leaf turned brown and a snow flurried down onto my head. It dripped and the water dropped onto the floor. The water droplet I noticed was a tear from my eye which I wiped away immediately. I couldn't let the girl sitting next to me notice I was engulfing myself in past sorrows. The music made another attempt to soothe my soul but the initial impression was overwhelming. I was on the floor on my knees at this point and begged for my life back. The girl next to me must have wondered what in the hell I was doing. She must of thought crazy thoughts and who would know how crazy I actually was. The snow stopped and all the leaves blew away. The clouds formed overhead and the rain would soon pour down. I made my way to the nearest subway station and grabbed a newspaper along the way. I read about the uncertainties and the worries of the common man and this gave me a good chuckle for a couple of minutes. I laid down on the bench at the station and waited for her to arrive. The time was twenty five past the hour and twenty five past the time we were to meet. She would not show up I know. But even though, I waited.