The Waiting is Over
We met in school, but we rarely talked.
You waited for me.
Then I fell in love with someone else,
But you waited for me.
When it ended, we were in different classes,
Yet you waited for me.
When we reunited, I was blind.
Still you waited for me.
Finally you asked me to prom,
And we thought we were done waiting.
But you hated yourself,
So I waited.
You thought we wouldn't last,
So you waited.
You were negative and emotionally draining.
I tired to wait.
But you won't change.
And I'm done waiting.
This poem is about:
Me