For the Awaited Time

For the Awaited Time

Nights are so chilly and dreadful,

And dawn comes so fast.

Days are also not so friendly

However it quickly passes by.

I wander here and there

Knowing not what to do.

I think of you and you

Knowing that you miss me too.

So are my days passing by,

Counting every second to be with you,

The day when our wait shall be over,

And will the two awaited souls be together.

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