She bides her time
at her will
knowing, I sit beneath her sill
Waiting, waiting - waiting…
always still
Games of minds
fun to play
when other side, has no say
So smart of her
whimsical and play
never thinking
damage of delay
She bides her time
at her will
knowing, I sit beneath her sill
crushing hearts
piece by piece
I fall apart
So smart of her
or so she thinks
not realizing of
the heart she sinks
I’ve sat so long
my love is numb
the game she played too long
I look about and see the sun,
and stand to stretch away
the pain within my heart
because of her
those thoughtless ways
I simply walk away
and part
She played too long
and now she’s broke my heart
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