How do you ever know if you have waited long enough?..especially when it's the kind of waiting that has kept you alive.....
I have looked away at times only so that I could turn back with greater eagerness.. as if giving myself a chance to be surprised.I have won several times against myself,betting that you won't come today.
I have lost more.
It's not that i have never tried to leave.But whenever i was about to, from somewhere a cursed whisper always came and said "one more minute" and i gave in.At other times when that voice was too tired to protest, and i was about to start,all these people whom I knew apparated before me with that typical smirk painted on their faces that says"I Had told you before".(People always do this.I guess it is one of those nature's urges that they must cater to.) And I stayed... not because i wanted to prove them wrong,It's just that they are usually wrong about most things...and so I came up with one more reason to stay .
I stayed put .Firstly 'coz I wanted to and later for a greater part 'coz i didn't know what else to do.
But you don't have a clue.Do you? .It's not that you had told me that you'll come.It's I who had assumed it as obvious.May be you don't think so.I wish I knew for once.But i guess that's not necessary.All it would have changed are the reasons.