Waiting For You
Oh, my sweet darling.
How I could never tire of you.
You make my heart grow
and my mind wander;
yet never straying from you.
I hear your voice in songs.
I see you in the face of others.
I feel your warmth in the cold.
I have no doubts about you,
Though several about me.
Yet, all is quietened when you smile.
As though a hush falling upon
An anticipating audience,
when you speak.
I’ll wait for you,
I always do.
Nothing can stop me,
Not even my own impatience.
You deserve more than I can give you.
Perhaps that is why I grow jealous
Of those who can give you such.
I wish for all your happiness,
I wish for all your joy,
To come true.
I would give up many things
for your happiness.
Waiting for you, my dear,
is the greatest misery.
For you are the best heartache.