Clock ticks,
Wind blows,
Sun shines
And plants grow.
They never really meant anything to me,
Until I met you.
Waiting for the day 'till you come to me
And all my dreams will sure come true.
But for now, the clock will still tick,
The wind will still blow,
The sun will still shine
And the plants will still grow.
While I'm still waiting for you to show.
YOU ARE READING
To Hopeless Romantics
PoetryHeartbreaks and heart aches leave the soul shaken to hopelessness. Thinking of the ones whose hurt us; the ones whose left us longing. It's a universal feeling. No matter the age or gender, we're bound to feel hopeless about someone. Longing for som...
