Slap on the wrist of waiting

16 hours,
Waiting like on my last legs,
Proud of the sky-scraping patient,
How can you countenance this?
I miss you so much,
I can’t portray the longing feeling,
If you can feel it,
You won’t believe the intense of it,
Bet that you won’t manage to handle it,
The one who’s suffer is me,
Still,
I’m waiting,
Waiting for tomorrow to come,
Please keep your promise,
Promise that you won’t ever leave me,
Promise that you won’t forget bout me,
Promise that you love me what ever will happen next,
And why I’m still here?
Because,
The reasons of your promise…




-Me-