Waiting

[The Assassin]

I wait and wait for her to come to me
I don't know how long she's going to be
Waiting for her is agonizing and slow
What will she say to me, I just don't know
Hoping so much she'll come back to me
Without her I don't know what I'd be
She's so beautiful with a body that's so divine
I need to tell her, I want her to be mine
She's the embodiment of Athena, the goddess of war
I'll always need her, now and forevermore

 

[PRETTYCUTIE]

I wait and wait for her to come to me
I don't know how long she's going to be
Waiting for her is agonizing and slow
What will she say to me, I just don't know
Hoping so much she'll come back to me
Without her I don't know what I'd be
She's so beautiful with a body that's so divine
I need to tell her, I want her to be mine
She's the embodiment of Athena, the goddess of war
I'll always need her, now and forevermoreView attachment 444089

Love may make us wait, but it should never make us forget our own worth. If she is meant to be part of your story, let her return willingly. Until then, let hope remain, but don't put your life on hold for someone else's arrival.

 

[The Assassin]

I shall be waiting for as long as it takes

 

[Miss_death]

I wait and wait for her to come to me
I don't know how long she's going to be
Waiting for her is agonizing and slow
What will she say to me, I just don't know
Hoping so much she'll come back to me
Without her I don't know what I'd be
She's so beautiful with a body that's so divine
I need to tell her, I want her to be mine
She's the embodiment of Athena, the goddess of war
I'll always need her, now and forevermoreView attachment 444089

The agony of waiting for something that may never arrive is the most profound human struggle. We paralyze ourselves in anticipation turning the one we wait for into a distant untouchable deity. It is a beautiful but haunting truth that the waiting itself becomes our entire existence reshaping who we are before the answer ever comes. Deeply moving lines.

 

[janesays]

A longing awaits for steps on the floor, to reach a threshold, that unseen door.
Two souls aligned but worlds apart, bound by the tether pulling at hearts.
In the silence as hours grow late, she also knows the weight of their same woven fate.

Through the distant mist, his searching spirit sees, a strengh that turns his darkness to its knees.
He finds his goddess, where the dream begins, a sacred war that no one wins.
Though the darkness holds her out of sight, his Athena guides him through the night.

 

[janesays]

It was a beautiful bittersweet powm you wrote

 

[Massimo]

While waiting, I remember her every single second

 

[Hope24]

Beautifully poetic! The longing, admiration and devotion come through in every line.

 

[Rishiboy]

While waiting, I remember her every single second

Nice mann

 

[The Assassin]

While waiting, I remember her every single second

I think about her all day everyday

 

[The Assassin]

Beautifully poetic! The longing, admiration and devotion come through in every line.

Thanks, she is my muse