Every night she cried, waiting
Watching
But no matter how long she waited no one was coming to wipe her tears away,
He never came
It feels so lonely without him or her, whichever feels right.
All of her friends ditched her and left her alone in her depression.
Suicide crossing her mind more than it should
Tears keep on falling
She reads books that talk about that perfect significant other
When is hers coming?
It feels so unfair how nature chooses those who have them and who don’t
Why can’t she
Slowly she is changing to something she has feared
Anger rising temper flaring
Her heart turning cold and weak with every beat
Wishing that someone will heal her wounds
When is it her turn for compaction and understanding
When.................when.................when...............
