The Day
I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer need you
I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer miss you
I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer remember you
I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer crave you
I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer be waiting for you
I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer cry for you
I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer gasp for you
I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer live for you
I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer love you
The day ... ... ...
The day I'll forget your face
And my life will move at smooth pace
The day I won't remember our talks
And will go out with my folks
The day I won't feel dead
And think of life instead
The day your memories will fade
And my decisions I'll made
The day you'll no longer be there
And still l won't care!!!
The day my life I'll embrace
And to lord I'll praise
But before this
I want
The day...
When together we’ll stay
The day you won’t forget
The one writing this sonnet (this ain’t a sonnet, please spare me)
And the day, to communicate
We won’t need vocal aid
The day you’ll fall
In my arms after all
Day week month and year
Pass with the same fear
Fear that I can’t get the day I want
But can’t avoid the day I’m waiting for!!!
If I could propose The Lord
I’ll propose Him to give me;
The day I’m longing for...