Counting days

Inada

New Member
You wanted to count the days
until we meet again
and said you could not stand being without me.
You wanted to be there for me,
wait for me,
hold me,
instead of letting me go.
I was waiting for you
every day
every night
almost every second.
For a sign,
a call,
a holding hand.
Time passed slowly
and I did not see you again,
you didn´t even try to call me.
I did not understand
that you were just using me
as I believed in us and trusted you.
Now, after many years,
you came back and knocked on my door.
And you were wondering that a man opened.
Did you really think I would wait for you all my life?
At least I had the pride to continue with my life
and I am sorry to say: You are not a part of it any longer.

by Inada, June 2009
 
Top