So here I sit, waiting on the person I could swear might be with me. Where is she? Should I call and check my messages? Should I go home and check msn? I'm sitting here, watching this time pass me by, slowly. As the minutes trickle into hours, I soon find myself saying "Fuck it, another hour, then I'll walk away." The bands setup, mic check, mic check, sound test. Instead of going & running away, I'll stand and listen to the bands play, at least my friend showed and kept his word today. Did she get my msg, does it really matter to me? No, cause when I wake up, it'll be a different day. I'll push & forget what happend that night, in no rush & no delay.
