I've read your final words
over and over again
since the day you left me

I have memorized
many simple phrases
and entire pages too

You will always be
my very first love story
A beloved rose garden union
and our hearts
the water of life

I sit here now
in this silent room
filled with melancholy
unwillingly remembering
our supposed destiny

I was your sun
and you my rainstorm
circling in the glorious
heavens above

You left me here alone
like an old forgotten book
on a dusty shelf
in an empty world

I can no longer find
the need to breathe
embracing for my
last earthly breath
as I suffocate
in the truth of it all

How long will I wait?
Will it be until my hair turns grey?
Or when knees have grown far too weak,
To take the same steps,
You're taking towards me.

How long will I wait?
Will it be until my eyes will fail to see?
You, finally coming home to me.
But for you wear a beauty, eyes like mine,
Made to know you, are never too blinded to recognize.

How long will I wait?
Will it be until my hands have started to shake?
Through the long endeavored touch of time,
That has grown to ages,
But are never too shaken,
To hold what they have been long waiting.

How long will I wait?**
Will I be strong enough to hold on?
Will I still live to see?
Or will I die with nothing,
But lost hope and all just waiting.