I sit here awaiting you,
Waiting for you to come knocking.
Knock at my door, love.
Please, I am begging.
You are worthy, please come.
I know you aren’t there.
I can’t see you.
I can’t touch you with my hand.
I can’t taste you.
I can’t feel you brush against my skin.
Are you there love?
Maybe you aren’t.
Maybe you are.
Maybe you’ve been here all along.
Perhaps you’ve knocked already.
I didn’t open the door,
But maybe you snuck in.
I can feel you here.
In my heart.
I can feel you there.
Can this be true?
Are you really here?
Or are you a fabrication of my hearts longing?
I will wait. I will wait for you.
I am waiting love.
I am waiting.

miles of fire

Previously:
here - 02.01.06
boo. - 11.03.05
leaving. - 07.16.05
lovely - 05.07.05
Perfection - 03.12.05