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I’m waiting for you
Alone in this noisy room
My coffee growing cold
Numbering the lies you’ve told
To me and all the others
Such a faithless lover
Yet I’m still waiting
Waiting for you
What will you do?
If you find me here
Sitting all alone
Will you linger
Or turn and hurry home
Such a cruel beloved
Loving no-one but yourself
All your pretty girls now
Sitting on the shelf
Waiting
Just waiting for you
One day I’ll be through
Waiting for you
But till that day I linger
Hoping you’ll be true
I know this is foolish
To you it’s just a game
But I’ll still be waiting
Each day all the same
Waiting for you
(c) Helen Valentina 2019
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All too often we wait in vain. Super poem, Helen.
So true, thanks John! 😃😃
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What a poem! You’ve captured the longing, the blindness of young love. Well done, Helen! ♥
Thanks so much Gwen,that is very kind. 😃😃