Waiting

I got your call
Standing out in the cold awaiting the moment i see you
Two hours pass but still no you
Three texts later I find myself pacing
The wind freezes my nose and numbed my finger tips
I call your phone only to get your voice mail
"Baby" I whisper as if you can hear me.....
I walk home disappointed
Our first Secret Rendezvous failed
I reach my doorstep
The lights are on
Busted
wait no one is yelling only crying
I turn to see Your face on T.V
30 car Pile up
No Survivors
your dead....
The End