Watching, Waiting, Hoping

First attempt at a poem, don't be too harsh on it.

Watching, waiting, hoping…

Unwavering and ever steadfast, I shall never stop waiting.

Countless questions about past, present, and future.

Was I right? Was I wrong?

If only it were that simple.

 

Countless hours spent wondering,

Countless minutes spent anguishing,

Countless seconds spent hoping.

A life unwasted.

 

More pain than anyone should know.

More happiness than anyone could know.

A life of extreme opposites,

And yet any other life would be worthless.

 

And so I will sit here,

Watching, waiting, hoping,

That one day, the pain will dissipate,

And leave only us, in eternal happiness.

Author's Note

I wrote this for someone very special to me.