I wait for your reply
I wonder what you write
Maybe a confession that's sly
Or your problems and light

I see the dots as you polish your message word per word
I wait... I wait...
Now the dots scored
Your message was late

I saw that after a long ten minutes of a waiting act
You only said Hello, how's your day?
How do you expect me to react?
I said hey

Now I know there's something you need to say
I won't ask you but I won't ignore
I will force you if I may
But no, I want to wait until you hold back no more

Is it something bad about me?
Is it about something I lack?
I don't know but I hope you tell me--
You were going to but you held back

I wonder what made you think again or quit
I wonder what made you alter your message in pace
Maybe because I'm not meant to be told about it
If so, then why did you make me wait so long for it in the first place?