My fingertips reach toward
  the unknown abyss
  that is your heart.

It claws its way up
  yet all it touches
  is nothing.

Like your love.

I didn't quit though
   I didn't cry.
   I cling to the Only Hope.

And I know that there will be the right time.

I don't know when,
  I don't even know how.

But here I am waiting.
  Waiting at the mouth
   of the dark abyss
   that is your heart.