Waiting For Rhyme Or Reason Poem by Didith Marcelo

My beloved, beloved, I now in the edge of doubt,
Sure no more about everything in our relationship.

The finest thing before is now rotten
by the passing days out of communications,

The rolling wrist watch is annoying me sometimes,
Reminding me to call you,
The sunset is telling me to message you on phone,
But a pride of feeling held me back,
Thinking doubt, what if you feel enough,
What If the idea not to interrupt your hour
is the only way that future awaits,
That it is the closest thing
that we are not really meant for each other.

As I can see my self that reflects me on that window car
I just sigh and see things as if everything were right
Thought I haven't sure of...

Anything is possible neither good or bad,
The only I cling as of now is the belief
Wether we had the time or not
to grab the chances to fill the space in our hearts,
If God will really set us together,
Though decade may pass we will be in the days that we can call ours.