Waiting for You Impatiently

Standing within the shadow, Headphone sounds and the rain is trickling on the outside. There is guilt in the heart and its beginning to turn to a mild kind of anger. Her face is on my mind, and I sense her smile. The distance is close always, she is near to me and I feel her around me. Wondering where she will lead me to, and if it a real place to be. Defining who we are what we are, she said to me, wondering if I was to go back in school again, and the heart smiles in a sardonic kind of way. Waiting for the future, I am restless, and the heart beats in anticipation and it quietens again and I relax. The streets are made for heroes and I am on the inside and gazing through the window of my life. I am haunted by my need of her and I must endure, I brighten, I can't allow the depths to darken me. I have told her that I could tell her in the truth of my heart, and yet I am questioning my own motives. It has turned now to Autumn and the sun is largely gone, but the moon can be so beautiful in the peaceful nighttime. So I wait to discover about these definitions she had spoken of, and a smile arises. Its going to be alright I convince myself.