Author Information
waiting
Sitting here and waiting for the long elusive love.
Sad and silent for fear of losing your like; when I know it shall never be enough.
I am just your foolish follower, your fun fuck fated to torment.
When shall I be your equal?
If never, then let me be forgotten and left behind;
so that I may walk away.
it is hard
when you are always waiting for the next word from someone elses lips
you hope
and pray to hear
i mean about love
waiting to hear those three words
and
not more goodbyes...
at least that is better than
listening to
more
and
more
lies
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot