Waiting Heart
Once upon a time,
Where love can only mime,
A heart was captured in grace
And here the story trace.
She hid behind the wall
Watching him as he call
The playful smile on his face
Oh it stabbed her heart in disgrace.
“No! I don’t love him!” she lied.
Behind her words she cried.
Such lonely soul in lust
Her wishes had turned to dust.
Suddenly he came to her,
The eyes she had was blurr.
He gave her a pretty grin
And her head just started to spin.
He’s not as special as other
But not the type to be bother.
Somehow he had taken over
Her heart which she had cover!
Is that what true love means?
Or was that just an acting scene?
She really couldn’t possibly know.
Still her loves just keeps on and grow.
Day by day, her love speaks.
Time over time, her heart beats!
No, she’s still not in his sight,
Patiently waiting for the light…
Once upon the present days
Where love can only act the play.
A heart was waiting for its lines
Till the time it had to shine.
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