No matter where I turn,
your face is there.
No matter what I touch,
the memories of our times together
seep into me like a slow rain.
You have become a part of me.
So confused, I await your call,
no, that´s for later...
now as I wait to hear your voice again
and wonder,
are you the right one?
I have made countless mistakes
and shown poor judgement,
but now, of all times,
did I get it right?
I need a sign,
something to show me my path,
and so I will wait,
as I always do.
