“I will wait for you”
She said it, but you know pain will too
She meant every last word she ever said
And every night, she recalls her vow
Each and every lonely night as she slips into an empty bed
But she remembers her vow with happiness
A secret smile on her face
She has the memories, they help her sleep
No one understands it
Why does she wait?
Only she can look forward to the day
When he will return, when she will again
Lay her green eyes upon his perfect face
And remember the day she said
“For you, I will wait”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I bet this would make the person your waiting for red in the face, very nice.