Sitting, Waiting, Wishing

Dearest beloved,
I'm here..sitting;
Waiting for that moment to come.
The day you'll say, "You're mine",
But time is so cruel.
It moves too slowly,
and waiting...is tormenting.

Dearest beloved,
When that day comes,
I've moved on.
Taking my shattered heart along...
Tears dried up;
left only the scar.

Dearest beloved,
It's not too late.
Do realize I'm still sitting,
waiting...
wishing.

(circa 2005)