Waiting on him, silence deafening.
Crystals forming a case around my heart.
Do you feel my love drifting away?
Can you taste the blood on my skin?
Does it ache inside to see me like this?
Will it all be gone by morning?
Tender, patient, caring for me
Hopeful, amorous -- things you've never been.
Can you see a life outside your own?
Imagine me not there when you come home.
Consider the love you said you'd outgrown...
Is it over now or just beginning to start all over again?
© Amanda Schneider 21/06/2007