I’ve been
waiting for you
as a not-so-secret betrayal.
You have not
shared yours,
but will you
ever?
Through the night,
the headlights of passing cars
shine across my window
like shooting stars.
Can I trust enough
to waste all
my wishes
on you?
I’ve been
waiting for you
as a not-so-secret betrayal.
You have not
shared yours,
but will you
ever?
Through the night,
the headlights of passing cars
shine across my window
like shooting stars.
Can I trust enough
to waste all
my wishes
on you?