6,619 Days Of Waiting.

I just want to be your everything.

I just want to make you smile; I want to be the keys on the piano you play.

I want to make your day, every smile to be self-proclaimed by me.

I just want to be able to hold your hand when the days been long and you’re tired.

I want to be the one you tell all your secrets to, like a play ground crush, I want to be everything to you.

I’d wait for you to change your mind, to be the one you want.

But I’m not.

I would wait in the cold, in the dark, in the silence.

I’d lay still alone on days where I’d rather be out in the sun.

I just wanted to be your everything; I wanted to be the spark to your flame.

If I could go back and stop everything from starting, it’d be my only wish.

I just wanted to make you’re heart skip a beat, and replacing that lost beat with my own.

I just wanted to make everything okay, perfect per say.

But nothing is, and now I’m just looking for a light switch.

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Published on Sunday, July 15, 2012. Filed under: "Love" and "Poetry"

Comments on "6,619 Days Of Waiting."

A former member wrote: You have so much love to give...I hope you find that someone worth receiving that love and giving it back tenfold.
On Tuesday, July 17, 2012, InTheWorldOfAme (7) wrote:

Wow, thank you so much for commenting on my piece. I'd like to believe I do. I wrote this a few weeks back when I liked this boy and lets just say its complicated. But thank you, truly.