waiting

Waiting and waiting. Yes it is much later like what you said. Much much later. And I'm still here waiting for you until i got the feeling that you won't come. Nevermind. I know you're having fun now.

I'm still here looking out my window. Looking at every taxi that pass by whether it will turn to my house or not.

I'm still expecting you to come even though my heart told me to just sleep. But i still here and no taxi turns to my house.

Remembered when you said you can't wait to see me again soon. You said it. And i believed it. Now it seems that those were empty words. Should i believe it anymore? Why should you make me hoping?

By the time i have nothing to hold on to in my life, you left me behind. I fell down and no one help me. You said you'll be here whatever will happen to us. but now...

Maybe i shall sleep. And i hope i won't wake up tomorrow. or won't wake up forever.