The Waiting Room
4 February 2026


I’d like to thank all the heart shaped shit currently on display at the supermarket for the inspiration.

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the waiting room of love

has a door shaped like a heart

they play soft vintage songs all day

and the ceiling’s always a soft cloud on the pale blue sky

in the waiting room of love

the sofa's really uncomfortable

sharp springs cut through your clothes

it's always a bit chilly, as a draught comes from the road

but you can see the fireplace inside

from the waiting room of love

in the waiting room of love

it's always night

when you realise what day it is

when you notice the air’s turned thin

and the flickering light of romantic neon quotes

give you a strong migraine

in the waiting room of love

it can be managed through weak medicines

poured for you at the bar

the waiting room of love

you can always leave if you like

when you're sick of eating chocolates

stuffed with hopeful quotes

but if you observe the world outside

cold, predictable, dark, grey

you'd rather safely stay

in the waiting room of love

getting nauseous from the chocolates

handling every migraine

staring at the fire’s flicker

until you're not sure what's real anymore

maybe one day i'll realise

this waiting room of love

is just a facade

for just another cold room

but not today, no

until the walls fall

and i’m thrown out in the streets

i'll sit on the warm spikes

i'll eat the sickening chocolate

for now i cannot leave

the waiting room of love