The Wait...

The steady hum of the Air Conditioner above me seems to be the only sound as I enter the Computer room of my University's Library. And for once, I am aware of the stares that I get momentarily, being the new person to enter the room and to provide the ones inside with a moment's distraction. Soon, their eyes train back to their respective screens as they bury themselves in multitudes of EBooks and mails.

I find myself a system and seat myself down... Unbeknownst to me, I open my mail though I had sworn to myself that I would be looking at obscure scientific Journals on Path Integrals. I look around once... the room is silence except for the steady hum from the walls...Somehow, I feel a little insecure. The page loads and soon, I see that I have no new mails...and somewhere deep inside, I hear my heart race for some unknown reason. You're not there... you're miles away... I know... But somehow....I hope... keep hoping.

My eyes then trail to the list of contacts online. Your name is a dull grey as the cruel fact that you're not online hits me in the face like a bag of bricks. I sigh... And I wait... But I know you'd have a million other things to do than to speak to me... But I still wait...

And I am still waiting...A million thoughts run through my head as I sit here, staring at your name...Do you think of me as much as I think of you? Do I cross your mind every time you close your eyes? Is my face the one that smiles in your dreams? And then I realize, you'd have a million other things to think of than to think of me...

And I wait...

Pssssst: I'm so jobless I write such incoherent things... Hehehehehe....