Hands trembling, eyes wide,
heart thumping; got tissues by the side.
You promised to write, to let me know,
whether I’m worth it or just too slow.
I’m waiting…waiting.
I keep checking my mail, searching for your name.
Do you realise the suspense and it’s pain?
Don’t keep me hanging, just say it!
Was it worth it, or all in vain?
I’m waiting. Still waiting.
And then I see it; the link appears.
I click it open and everything else disappears.
What is this, is this true?
I don’t know; is this really you?
The tears rain down, one two three.
The tissues came in handy I see.
A smile breaks upon my face,
as you write to say I’m still part of the race.
No more waiting for the exam results.
I can just say I’m a graduate and hence exult!
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