The Wait
Staring blankly at the window,
waiting for you to pass by.
I feel no pain nor sorrow,
just letting my thoughts fly.
I don’t know why I am hoping,
I don’t know why I am wondering.
If I am the one who is suffering,
Why am I still waiting?
If the love we once had was true,
If that was really brought by destiny and fate.
But why am I hurt when I lose you,
I don’t know if it’s really worth the wait.
-d.c.v
