the waiting game

She wishes for more time.
I can't wait forever.

I kissed her,
She turned away.

I kneeled infront of her, holding her hand on one cold night.
She looked at me and said.

I'm not ready.

When will you be? I asked.

Silence fills the air.

I'm sorry, I pleaded
For what she asked

For kissing you I whispered

Maybe one day you will know, how hard for me to show my heart, and the love that's running in my soul.