'Time will tell,' you say,
In your perfected cute little way.
Will you wait for me?
'We'll see.' says you.
But is that true?
Do I even have
Half a chance in hell?
Please tell me,
Because it's all the same to me,
As long as you end up in my arms.
But getting you there, may be a trial,
I'm only a normal boy, this might take a while,
'Will tomorrow's you still want me?' I ask
'Wait and see.' You grin. Oh-so Cheshire.
I can't wait past this night,
But if you asked nicely I just might,
Wait forever for an answer from your lips.
I look at you with these longing eyes,
And realize your synanym of truth with lies.
'Will you be with me forever again?' 'Maybe so.'
God... You have such a pretty way of saying no.