The undying wait

I have waited a year
more than a million now,
for the day
when I would see you again,
It seems to me sometimes
that day might never come,
But I still stay here
by my window
in hope I wait,
And sometimes I think
if it is you
that I wait for,
Or if it is myself
I wait for
to come back alive when I see you again.

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