The Wait

Walking down the same road everyday,
Working in the same place,
Thinking of the same face
and hanging on a thought today.

Waking up at the same time?
Not working, not waking.
I used to be up for you
but you are long gone;
the last time we spoke
was just before you went away.

Walking down the same road today,
Hoping a car or bus just slips my way.
The same place every time,
Just wishing you would come to see me.