You touched my hand,
and whispered into it i will never leave you.
How was i supposed to hear,
there was a double meaning.
You say, i love you,
wait for me.
I promised, always.
A double meaning,
a lie.
You asked me to stay,
you asked me to wait.
You asked so much of me,
i was only sixteen.
The sky is now turning grey,
I am still waiting for you.
I am now sixty,
but that has no swayed my love for you.
So be it that i have waited forever,
because for me,
I am now waiting for never...
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