This one I have been waiting for so long,
To finally find where I belong.
By the time of the last dawn,
They’ll all turn and I’ll be gone.
You never came to me,
You never came to set me free.
So I had to go to you,
To find why you were hiding too.
I got myself a little scared,
When I saw you standing there.
So this is what I did,
I gave my last and only bid.
For us to meet at three,
And soon did we see.
That I was meant for you,
But were you meant for me too?
The question is will we talk,
Or could we maybe walk.
Yet is to be known,
The choice has yet to be thrown.
This may not be wisdom,
For us not to be glum.
Nor may it be wise,
To not reach for the skies.
All this came to be,
With just one little word.
L-O-V-E,
That has yet to be heard.
