time is going slow as i wait here for you,
all that you said even now rings true,
eyes to the ground and ears to the door,
its the sound of your voice that im longing for.

left to myself possiblities grow,
dismissed one by one as i watch time go,
until you arrive its wait and see,
but youll turn away inevitably.

and i feel it,
in my soul,
with you,
im whole.