cosmicphenomenon
Where are you? I keep looking and you're not here. You never come. You're late. Did your train get delayed? Did you catch the wrong plane? Are you in the wrong place? Are you ever getting here? You know, by the time you do, I might not even need you. Things could have changed. You could be of no use anymore. Timing is everything, really. And you just don't seem to be very good at it.