╭⊰ The Wait ⊱╮
Waiting for someone You love turns ordinary moments into something extraordinary…
Every second trembles
and shimmers with their presence,
and longing whispers in every heartbeat.
You smile at the thought of them,
trace the hours like secret footsteps,
and dream of a message that never comes.
Hope hums softly, “Maybe soon…”
while Your heart quietly longs for them.
When silence lingers —
when their voice is only a memory —
the hours that once glowed with warmth
melt into shadows of ache and longing.
Love becomes a tender, relentless ache
Each minute stretches into eternity,
every heartbeat calling their name…
And still… You wait.
You imagine their laugh, their presence,
the way they make the world feel lighter
Even in solitude, longing clings softly,
wrapping Your heart around every memory.
In quiet moments, when the World forgets You,
Your heart keeps a vigil
A love that waits, tender and unwavering,
aching softly for them.
Waiting becomes proof — proof that Your heart remembers,
that it holds onto every small piece of them, even the ones unseen
Even the ache of longing sings of devotion
And still… You wait.
Because when someone truly matters,
even the emptiness, the silence, the yearning
feels like proof that Your heart still knows them.
One day, the wait and longing will fold into presence
Until then, every sigh, every hope, every quiet yearning
is a poem written between two Souls.
Love is patient.
It waits.
It longs.
It remembers.
And through it all… it never, ever fades
“Har pal teri yaadon mein kho jaata hoon,
Har ghadi tera intezaar karta hoon.
Tere bina ye dil udaas hai, par phir bhi…
Teri yaad mein hi apna pyaar paata hoon.
Thank You 
