The clock ticks away, days are crossed out, hours timed, minutes counted.

We wait. We wait for things to happen. We wait for miracles. We wait for things to pass by.

And sometimes, we wait for things to be forgotten.

But how much tolerance could you handle waiting?

Was waiting for you, worth the hours passed, the countless turns of the clock?

I guess I’m still waiting for the answer.

You fell in love with the
late nights we shared,
just me and you

You fell in love with the
thought of me
being in your prescence

but,
there is no way you have
fallen in love with *me

I've never really had a boyfriend.
Well I have, but I've never taken them seriously.
Or the title for that matter
Because I've always had deeper bonds with people when there is no title
But I need that certification to know

Now right now
Let me know what this is before you go
If I should expect kisses come the winter
A hand to hold during the last moments of the year

Many dont stay together, and personally from the outside looking in I never encourage it
Then you came along and those miles don't seem as far even if you're half way across the country
The months don't seem as long

Distance makes the heart grow fonder.

I know I should have
called you back
but
for some reason
I
just

didn't.

Lately I've been so on the edge. Random people have been pushing me to the point of no return. Calling me names and hurting me. I've almost got into three fights and it's only been a week or two since you left. I can't do this. I'd rather get into those fights and win with no damage done to me; or lose and get sent to the hospital. Either or would make me feel better. I'd want to beat the **** out of the ****** skanks that taunt me. I'd want to take all of my anger out on them. Yet at the same time , I want to lose. I want the pain of a broken nose and ****** body. I can't be peaceful. I'm one foul word away from the point of no return.