All alone in this empty home,
waiting for someone to come home,
waiting to have to hide this blade
but no one comes fast enough,
as i sit in the bathroom crying,
carving that letter into my chest
for the third time
this is all i have left to do,
no ones here to care,
wishing you would be here,
but somethings are worth waiting for
even if it means waiting forever.
and if i have to ill wait forever just for you.
