Waiting under the starless sky
while drops of rain glitter all around me
steadily soaking into my clothes
making me wonder just how crazy i may be.
5 minutes pass, 10 and 15
it doesn't surprise me that you're late
but as time continues to pass
my thoughts of seeing you begin to dissipate
how many times is this now?
now that you've stood me up again?
its becoming quite the habit
a habit that needs to end
i dont know why its so hard
for me to just walk away
it would save me the disappointment
that i endure every passing day
but for now, i continue to wait
whether for you to show or a call that never goes through
under the oppressing sky and rain
Ive been stood up by you...
