Not Here © W. Scott Grant November 28, 2002 11:25 am You’re not here I want you here. I want to hear your voice I want to see your face I want to hold your hand I keep walking to the window to See if you are coming The phone beckons. I know it’s not yet the appointed time We agreed. It’s almost two hours away. I can’t wait that long. I don’t want to wait that long. Please call me and tell me you’re on the way. Please just be here. In my arms.