'xxxxx,
where have you been all my life?'
the sarcastic exaggeration sends a chill down my spine.
where have i been?
right here baby.
waiting;
not for the postman who's late on a tuesday,
or for the world to find peace,
not for the politicians to stop lying,
or the rain to stop falling,
not for a little appreciation,
or even the pain to go away,
but right here,
right here baby,
i've been waiting, all this time,
for you,
5 miles away from your hotel,
with my arms
open,
my heart
open,
just praying for a phone call, a text message,
a ******* hello if anything,
but no,
i wait in vain for someone
who couldn't even give a ****
about me or anything of the sort,
and then you come to me,
when its just too late,
asking
where i've been,
when i'm fairly certain,
you knew all along.
Oct 9, 2011
Oct 9, 2011 at 1:26 PM UTC
'xxxxx,
where have you been all my life?'
the sarcastic exaggeration sends a chill down my spine.
where have i been?
right here baby.
waiting;
not for the postman who's late on a tuesday,
or for the world to find peace,
not for the politicians to stop lying,
or the rain to stop falling,
not for a little appreciation,
or even the pain to go away,
but right here,
right here baby,
i've been waiting, all this time,
for you,
5 miles away from your hotel,
with my arms
open,
my heart
open,
just praying for a phone call, a text message,
a ******* hello if anything,
but no,
i wait in vain for someone
who couldn't even give a ****
about me or anything of the sort,
and then you come to me,
when its just too late,
asking
where i've been,
when i'm fairly certain,
you knew all along.