Am I in love ??? ...
Yes, since I am waiting ...
The other one never waits ...
Sometimes I want to play the part of the one who doesn't wait ...
I try to busy myself elsewhere, to arrive late ...
But I always lose at this game ...
Whatever I do, I find myself there, with nothing to do, punctual, even ahead of time ...
The lover's fatal identity is precisely this ...
I am the one who waits ...
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