You asked me to wait and you are worth waiting for … so I’m waiting.
I wait while others have their moment in the sun with you.
I wait and stare for hours at the phone, the email … hoping for a sign that you haven’t forgotten me.
I listen while you make love with someone else. One thin, dark wall away … and I wait.
I listen while they brag about their conquest of you. I watch while they share their ‘secrets’ of just how to grasp you …
And I wait.
I do my dance, I change my life in order to please you. You give me hope and you bring me joy … and you ask me to wait. You give me glances, touches, stolen and all too brief moments of pure Ecstasy … and then I’m alone, again … waiting for the next time.
I reach out to you in pain and need … and you say I must wait: you have other priorities. So I wait and I look for joy in the waiting. I hide my yearning, so no one sees how desperately I need you.
You are worth waiting for, and so I wait.