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Telling myself to remain strong,
Not to back down, no way.
Biting my tongue, clenching my fists,
No matter what I seem to do, its him I want to see.
I'll keep myself busy,
Won't let this get me down,
Eventually he'll call.
Soon he'll be missing me as much as I do now.
He'll ask me round,
It won't be me asking him.
I know soon I'll see him again,
He just has to realize after so much running,
My feet ache, I need a break.
I'm not giving up on him,
No way no how.
Why does this feel so wrong,
Yet I know this is right?
My will power slowly fading,
Feeling myself weaken as each day closes.
Another day passes, he still hasn't asked.
Does he actually have a clue?
His way with words make me fall,
When he says he loves me he makes me smile,
When he jokes around, he makes me laugh out loud.
All these things he does,
Yet he still hasn't asked.
Right now whilst laying in my bed,
All my thoughts consist of him,
The good times we have together,
The bad times when we're apart,
And the times in between.
Wanting to run to his door,
Telling him I love him then falling asleep in his arms.
I can't do that I know I can't,
I'll just have to settle for the next best thing.
Imagining hes next to me and closing my eyes tight.
I love him with all my might,
This isn't me closing my door,
For its still wide open for him,
As I wait anxiously for him to call,
As I wait patiently for him to come in from the cold.