Days, weeks, months, years. Until when will I wait? Until when will I feel that I'm your second option? Your least priority. I can't wait for that day to come that you will hold my hand and whisper the three words that I've been wanting to hear from you. Can I be the one who'll send you texts every morning saying how much I love you till the sun sets in the afternoon? I've loved you long enough and I'm still in love with you right at this moment, But someone is knocking, he's willing to wait, willing to catch me if I fall, willing to hug me when I'm sad, and willing to wipe my tears and kiss me with love. Will I wait for you? You, who barely talk to me bc you think I'm not worth your time Or him?