Friday, December 31, 2010

The wait for the morning

I sit here wondering what went wrong,
When I had promised I would make everything right.
Next time I would show her I love her more than life itself,
That she is the first person I think of in the morning,
And the last before I go to bed.

I sit here wondering what should I say,
When she asks," Do you love me?" again.
Next time I would tell her ,"I love everything about you down to your hair."
"I love every second we spend time,
And that I am paralysed without you."

I can't wait for the morning to come,
To say, "you make my life worth living,
And my time worth giving."
I will wait for her like I do every morning,
And this time it will be the same as when we first fell for each other.

I keep wondering why the morning came and left so soon.
I look to the horizon but she never came.
For now, I will hold my story back.
I will dress myself with a smile to hide until next time.


I'll try 2 be truthful said...

good to read you again :)

-happy new year

james said...

thanx amrita. happy new year to you too