Patiently waiting as minutes feel like hours, watching the clock ill i see u again.
counting down the days trying to imagine what it might be like,, to look into your eyes, to see your smile, and feel you in my arms.
Finally the day comes but doubt is present among excitement. will it even work out? will i be able to see you ?
The day comes and goes with no sing of you. The weeks past, eventually we grow apart.
My worst fear has come true, that absence makes the mind forget. Now all i am is a faint memories your trying to remember
