On Request all from the past... for J
Those long hours of waiting,
Never did I feel the time pass by.
Times when you didn't turn up,
Never once did I cry.
All alone waiting for you
The only thing I could see was,
Your face, Your smile.
No explanations ever asked
Never did I ask why?
Even as I sit here today
Longing to hear from you,
I know in the depth of my heart,
What I wish for is never going to come true.
2003
Those long hours of waiting,
Never did I feel the time pass by.
Times when you didn't turn up,
Never once did I cry.
All alone waiting for you
The only thing I could see was,
Your face, Your smile.
No explanations ever asked
Never did I ask why?
Even as I sit here today
Longing to hear from you,
I know in the depth of my heart,
What I wish for is never going to come true.
2003
2 comments:
really touching one.
there's nothing to beat the pathos of a doomed feeling. it flows like no thing ever has, and it floods every corner of your thoughts, your being.
believe me, when you know something is doomed but cant resist it because YOU THINK its you destiny, because you feel its pulling you into the center of a maelstrom, thats when you can really feel your heart being wrenched dry of every feeling you ever knew, but then, the heart never manages to get dry, there's always something left, and that's what makes it all the more unbearable.
good going. keep it coming. the whole thing feels telepathic, i complain u dont write regularly and then i wake up to find something posted.
really good. Especially in a time when things are so monotonous these lines moves me to a different time frame which seems long back in the past. Keep writing regularly.
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