Almost midnight

"i'll call you at midnight"
those were the words he
said before hanging up the phone this morning
oh and " i love you-bye"
"i love you too" i said
and waited for midnight
the day goes by
each second stretching itsleff
to the point of frustration
i wait for midnight
i go on with my day counting the hours till midnight
he was away
he is always away
but i know he loves me
and i know i love him
its meant to be
we try to make the most of it
even when we are busy
so now i wait
for midnight
every few minuets i glance at the clock
my excitement builds up
oh how i want to speak to him
to hear his voice
his gentel laugh
his soft words as they speak to me
i want to hear his comfort
so now i wait for midnight
the sun begins to set and i am going along
like everything is fine
but deep down im anticipating when
that clock will strick 12 and i will hear
the voice of the man that i love
why is this even possible
that one person can make me
feel like this
one person can make my nerves twist around
but he is not one person
he is only person
so now i wait for midnight
the minuet approaches
its midnight
the phone rings
we talk for hours
and everything is perfect
" he says he will see me tomarow"
so now i wait for tomarow.................