I have been patiently waiting for your attention.
One simple word is all  need from you. As i am about to climb down this tall ladder i have built out of my passion towards you, you whisper to me.
Oh how I crave to hear your soothing, raspy voice SCREAM at the top of your lungs for me, but I am afraid that will not happen.
It is now late July and I have gathered up every last ounce of faith I have left for us and used it.
I have promised myself this is the last time i'd let you in, that is until we speak again.