The Reckoning Wait

Life moves on
turning at some points
sharp,uneasy and ruthless
leaving  us to bleed,whimper.
Scream pain and pool tears.

I awaited at infinite stretch
for one who promised
who left with out a spare glance
the wait became reckoning.

The wait is never over
nor it would ever be.
For he is my favourite mistake
I am still awaiting....