• As she sits there wondering, why it turned out this way.
    As she sits there wondering what life is all about.
    Why was she in this mess?
    Why was she treated this way?
    Was it the same for all or was it only her?
    She didn’t know where to look.
    She had no hope.
    She was dying inside.
    Slowly.
    As time passed her by.
    Tears would only be shown, but only to self.
    She didn’t want the world to see her cry.
    She didn’t want to be marked as weak even though she was.
    He left her all by herself.
    But she waited for him.
    He stopped caring for her
    But she still waited.
    As she sits there staring outside her window, she wonders.
    Will he ever look her way again?
    Will he ever love her the way he used to?
    Will he ever be the same?
    That’s all she wonders.
    By now she’s half dead.
    But still holding on a little longer.
    Still waiting for him.
    She said that she was alright when asked, but it wasn’t.
    Time still passed as the way it does.
    But things hadn’t change at all.
    She still cried and waited till the day he would be back.
    She hated herself.
    She hated her life.
    She wanted to die, but was to timid to go anywhere.
    She needed to get out.
    Needed to be free.
    But she still waited for him.
    Waited for him till the end of time.
    Many years have passed as she still waits for him to return.
    To hold her in his arms.
    For she still loved him with all her heart.
    She still longs for that kiss that would set her free from her misery.
    She still waits. She still waits in the shadows.