Waiting Poem by Aisha Sherazi

I’m waiting for a message,
One that should be clear,
I’m waiting for a message,
To say he wants me near.

I’m waiting for a sign,
To show he really cares,
I’m waiting for a sign,
To say he wants me there.

I’m waiting for some word,
To say he’s thinking of me,
I’m waiting for some word,
To say he still needs me.

But why should I wait?
What’s in it for me?
Should I just sit here,
And then simply agree?

With whatever he does,
With whatever he says,
With all his opinions,
In the end, give him praise?

For coming out with what,
I knew all along,
That the time isn’t right,
And that I am not strong.

Strong enough to say it first,
Strong enough to tell,
That things are not right,
Things aren’t going well.

I shouldn’t wait,
Nor lament for something lost,
A love I thought to be true,
That actually incurred a cost.

Love should be free,
Lovers free to speak their minds,
One shouldn’t have to wait,
Such a love is just unkind.