The Wait

& They make it seem impossible,
leaving me hopeless.
They may be sleeping easy,
after all was said...
but I'm sure not.
They tell me to let it die,
keep him as a friend...
but how could I simply 'let go,'
of the only thing that's ever meant,
this much to me.
I guess they just don't understand,
how he makes me feel.
How could they?
Their minds are wrapped around the numbers...
the age.
Something so inconsequential...
It's blinding them from what SHOULD be considered.
When I was with him,
I not only loved who I was,
but I was undeniably happy...
which is more than I can say for myself now.
He's always been there for me,
even when he didn't have to be.
They tell me,
him & I are in completely different worlds,
that the age is so vast,
there's no way we'd relate...
I can't help but smile to myself & think,
"You're right... we do live in different worlds...
different from yours."
We vision each other together,
in a world of innocents & trust...
living the way we wish we could.
The way it at one time was.
& I wish they'd listen if I said,
I understand it's not something,
they're comfortable with...
But regardless of their inhibitions,
they let us be together once...
I'm only wishing for that again.
& I'm not losing pride,
by going back...
It isn't like that at all.
Bu there are only so many words,
that I can say,
to make them realize.
So here I am again,
spinning my tires with that same boy,
thanking God he says I'm worth the wait...
praying I won't have to wait,
much longer...