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.....
Copyright © Guy Grace | Year Posted 2010
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