Waiting

Once again, here i am
all alone, just waiting.
and as I'm waiting I'm asking myself
how long until I'm breaking?

sitting here, in this empty room
waiting to hear your voice.
and as I'm waiting I'm asking myself
did i make the right choice?

so, in the end, I'm crying
because waiting has never been this tough.
and while I'm still waiting I'm asking myself
when will my love ever be enough?

(( this poem really means alot to me, please comment, or vote. thanks))