The inky blackness fades to pale blue as I wait,

I watch the moon struggle to keep its face visible.


Once I was asked by my true love to wait,

But the one who holds my heart won’t return.


They say that I should just stand and wait,

Even when my future is now my past.


Still, I remember the good times when I did wait,

Those times, when a smile would fill me with hope.


I can no longer stay in this existence and wait,

For my pain is too much for me to bear.


When the sun fully rises, I will no longer wait,

I will leave this mortal life and become no more.







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