Futile

Waiting . . . for the time to come
Reminiscing . . . but feelings gone
Hoping . . .to be with someone
Praying . . . that you’re still the one
Counting . . . all the passing days
Wishing . . . we will cross our ways
Wanting . . . you hear me, say
“I love the way you look today”.
Wandering . . . and wondering
Probing . . . I keep on searching
Convincing . . . myself as a human being
That I have to keep on trying
Trying . . . to ease the pain
Pleading . . . but the scars remain
Lingering . . . thru your wounded vein
Despaired like a desert with pouring rain
Loving . . . is a continuous process
Forgiving . . . is out of your interest
Hating . . . will not be the best
But you will always be my dearest.