She's waiting.
Like any other day, she's waiting.
Her hands feel the cold stone,
Her hair feels the wind be blown,
She's waiting.
Her cheeks burn red from the cool day breeze,
Her eyes watch the air blowing away at the leaves.
She's waiting.
Through everything else, she's waiting.
Her ears strain for the bells loud ring,
Knowing exactly what it will bring.
She's waiting.
Laughter fills the surrounding sound,
Her eyes dancing through the crowd.
She's waiting.
Finally, her eyes meet his,
Filling her with will and strength to live.
She's waiting.
For this perfect moment, she's waiting.
I wrote this while waiting for my crush to get out of school ;3; it turned out shitty but meh lol.
