One day I finally stopped expecting them to come.

I stopped wanting them there.

Stopped longing for them to come and see.

Because I knew they weren’t coming.

They’d never come before so why would they come now.

So I stopped believing they would come.

I stopped looking for them out in the audience.

It’s the best thing I could have ever done.

Because I am no longer sad because they couldn’t make it.

I don’t even care anymore.

So I can celebrate.

I can be happy.

And all because I finally stopped longing for them to be there.

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