It's hard to wait around for something you know might never happen,
But it's harder to give up when you know it's everything you want.
I pace the edges of hope softly tapping on the door of a future my heart dares to confront.
Time spent with you is like water that slips through my hands,
I cherish every drop, though it won't ever stay.
As sure as the hourglass has falling sand,
I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray.
So if waiting is losing, then let me be lost,
Let patience be proof of how deeply I care.
Some loves are a risk that demand every cost—
And I'd rather feel everything
Than live unaware.
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