While I wait..
I Wait for you, As you stand in the middle of a crossing and scream in your head on how you have lost me. How your small little personal world has fallen. It's withering.Crumbled. Do I make you wonder? Do I make sense to your definition of Alive and living. Oh how you have let it all slip. Slowly. You went on to "live" didn't you? Did you find it? Whatever that you were looking or searching for? I Wait for you, As you run your hands through your hair imagining a world without my hand to hold. Eyes going bezerk. Questioning. Oh God how dreadful of a life. I Wait for you, As I want to see the price you pay, with your life. I Wait for you, As I want to see you get drunk on madness.Gently Falling, to my knees. Fear of how much aching the further days will just add on to your misery. And how you will try to fill them with words and music and places But every nerve ending under your skin knows that nothing will amount to anything to the time when you had me. As crows squea