The Waiting Game

The rules are simple for those who are leaving Just forget all the sacred vows that you made The one that is waiting must keep on believing It's worth waiting and heartaches will someday fade Cruel words again spoken The door slams as he leaves once more Tears from her eyes flowing, her heart again broken As it has been so many times before She waits and she wonders; does he still love me? Does he still tell his heart he is mine? Will he soon forget me, enjoying his chance to be free? Or am I just the fool he left behind? Her poor heart is not meant for hating But she's so tired of being left behind She's growing so old while waiting Only sadness remains in her poor tortured mind While sleeping, she reaches out to touch his face calls his name, awakens and finds he's not there Only lonely darkness provides comforting grace and she cries out, God,why doesn't he care? Tossing and turning, another sleepless night Sunlight shining in tired swollen eyes She's still waiting, trying to make things right Still loving not forgetting, no matter how hard she tries Days turn to weeks, to months, then to years She's still waiting for him to return Waiting and watching through all of her tears Finally realizing she was the least of his concern All alone on her bed she lay, in a winter nights cold Friends hadn't seen her for such a long, long time Her waiting was finally over, and she felt so very old So many wasted years, it seems like a crime Many more of us who love will play the waiting game and the love in our hearts will always be pure Those who leave us who love them shall live in shame Yes, but the waiting game is over for her.....