Sitting, waiting and wishing

by kArMiLa   Jul 14, 2006


Sitting, waiting and wishing,
you were here
hoping you were not lying
but you were a dear

whey you did came with chocoaltes in one hand,
roses in the other,
you were acting so like a gentleman,
like in the stories that were told by my mother.

That was the first day I saw you
First day that I fell in love
Of course I didn't know what to do.
For I felt I was flying int he air like a dove.

But, I didn't realize that, that was my last,
My last time I would see you
For you went off so fast,
to start the job that seemed important to you.

I wish you hadn't left
For after the news I got
I realized that there is good of being deaf
I didn't want to accept that you were left to rot

Why did you have to join the Army?
I know that was your deam
but after that, when was the last itme you saw me?
This life is not as it seems

They must find you
I can't let you die there
I miss you
I want to show you I care

I must go
I should stop moping
Instead i should go
and start hoping

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