Love, how did we get to know each other?
I swear, before you came into my life…I was fine!
You disappeared and all I can do is hope.
I hate waiting on you, but I can’t help it
I want you so bad, it hurts.
the fortune teller and the horoscope says
you will be in my life soon.
but, how long is soon?
A second, minute, or a freaken century?
Love, do you wait for me, as I wait for you?
Do you hope as I hope, anticipating pathetically
day dreaming as a mentally ill patient
isolated in her mind.
Oh love, rescue me from my own insanity
tell me, I’m not insane, but sane
for I am waiting with a purpose
that my hope is not false and wasted
nor naive and childish
I want only a glimpse of your shadow
it warms my heart that you are near
or your voice calling to me so I can hear
and feel that I have nothing else to fear
for you have always been here
since the day I was born
till the day I die
you were always by my side.
Holding me as I cry
a blinded woman
searching for you
Love.
