Secretly Waiting I'll lay and stare at the fan, pretending that I'm alright without you. Each revolution replays the perfection of each moment I spent with you. The jingling of the chain reminds me of your car keys. The breeze chills my skin like the first time you touched me. Minutes turn into hours. The sunshine dances across my bed. Still I'm laying here thinking of you. A wasted day spent anticipating a ring of relief. I roll off for the highlight of the day. Walk out the door and wish for you. I slip into the sound; still reminded by the bass. Followed by a trail of galactic fates. I'll pretend no one can see as I lose myself in the sobs. Mixed with bliss and loss. I lose my breath and my heart aches. In this diluted moment, all I can see are your eyes and your lips... All I can hear is your voice and your words, How they made me free. Now I wonder where you are. Are you thinking of me? What I would give to hear your voice. Convinced each time I pick up the phone that it will be you. I'll secretly wait a thousand years to see your face. |