I wait and wait and wait some more.
I've waited for hours, days and weeks.
I've waited so long, I am getting so bored.
All this waiting is making me weak.

I haven't eaten and I haven't slept.
Waiting for you to say something back.
The first week that I waited, I wept and wept.
I forgave you remembering that you had to pack.

You had a trip to go to, I remember that.
Maybe you didn't have service yet.
Maybe your phone was stolen by a rat.
Maybe you forgot because of the new people you met.

You are probably fed up, you're annoyed of me.
You deleted the message and moved on.
I should have given up, I was finally set free.
Yet I continued to wait from dusk to dawn.

I waited and waited and waited everyday.
I believed you would come, I would wait and pray.
You left me, you didn't stay.
Now I sit here still waiting, as my body decays.