With baited breath, I wait

for that gentle tapping

on the window of my heart.

But I hold my breath in vain

 

The bitter sting of rejection

seeps between the cracks in the glass,

And the frigid gales of December

make still my beaten soul

 

How long have I waited here

for a love that ne'er will come?

And how much longer will you wait

to shatter this glass once more?

 

The remains of my heart, my love,

lie lifeless on the floor

As you step over their shimmering shards

and into the arms of another

 

The tears fall silently among the ashes,

like diamonds in a fire,

reflecting myself in a light that's too bright.

Too bright for this life

 

Don't wait for me, like I have for you,

out my smeared and smashed window.

I don't have the strength or will to repair it,

but I keep staring in case you're there