My Glass Is Half Full
And as I sit here
Waiting
Waiting
Just to hear word
From you
My heart will flutter
And we'll talk
Like we were
Friends again--
Just like before
And I love it
Just as much,
If not more,
Than before
Waiting
Waiting
Just to hear word
From you
My heart will flutter
And we'll talk
Like we were
Friends again--
Just like before
And I love it
Just as much,
If not more,
Than before
♠ ♠ ♠
Ever notice how all poems are about depressing things or love... or depressing love?I don't really like those, so I'm writing different stuff.
...Although, when you look at it, this is basically the same, isn't it... :[