Sunday, 19 January 2014

The Waiting Ends Here

The waiting ends here.
I let it go. Won't you too?
Wait, you already did?
Great, good, I'm happy for you.

I wish we never kissed,
(even though it seared my soul)
I wish we never held hands,
(though it sent shivers down my spine).

The waiting ends here.
There is nothing more to be said.
Or if there is, I don't know.
You don't seem to want to anymore.