Her Wait...
There was this girl whose name I know notShe had a love and she loved him a lot.
He also loved her very very true
But such couples are not at all few.
Never apart, they were birds of a feather
They'd swore to spend their lives together,
But time passed and some things did alter.
His priorities changed; had not time for her.
She still loved him as much as she used to,
But he was busy; lots of things to do
Everyday she waited for him to come,
N he everyday had reasons some.
Her wistful wait continues even today
Because she knows he'll have time for her some day...
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