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I stand under the streetlight, it's winter and late.
Everything around me is really dark, the only light is comeing on that streetlight above me.
i'm standing there... waiting.
I see someone walking in the darkness, she comes to me and I recognize her.
She is my best friend and she askes me what am I doing, I answer: Waiting.
She leaves and time goes on.. it startes rain snow.
Again I see someone in the darkness, and he comes to me.
He is my best friend too and also he askes me what am I doing, and again I answer: Waiting.
WHY? he askes... I don't know but it is what I want to findout.
So he leaves too and leaves me under the streetlight and again time goes on.
Morning is comeing.
When the first sunbeams shines in to my face I see you.
And then I know that I don't have to wait anymore.. I'm not girl who stands under the streetlight anymore.