Watching not waiting

Wait.

There.

Wait.

Please.

Wait.
Wait.
Wait.

Then it is gone.
Fallen from my lips.

You pause.

And for the smallest moment
I hope.

Back towards me.
You have stopped.

A silent plea,
Turn round.
Turn round.
Turn round.

And I think you might.

But you do not hear.
Never have.
And you start again,
Never looking back.

Wait
I want to cry.

But I don’t.