I wait and I wait for your sweet reply:
Of love and caring,
of what I want on to rely.

I wait and I wait to see your beautiful face:
To see your shores of blue,
to see you smile and haste.

I wait and I wait until you speak:
Until we walk,
until we converse at the creak.

But sometimes its unbearable...
The wait.
The nausea and feelings of distraught,
anger,
rage,
pain.
Love...

But what we share and what we shared,
was worth waiting for and nothing can compare.