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Waiting For You


Five Hundred, Twenty-Five Thousand, Six Hundred Minutes...

Times Three.

 

That's how long I must endure this ache in my chest.

 

All I want is you.

Your heart.

Your Love.

 

I'll give you all of mine.

Every ounce.

Every drop.

Every bit that I have.

 

I will wait for you.

I will wait eternities for you.

 

I believe that you are my Person.

And this is our test.

 

We will pass, 

With Faith.

 

We will pass,

With Love.

 

I trust you with my Heart.

 

I'll love you until it stops beating.

 

I want to be yours.

 

But we must wait.

 

Our time will come,

in 

1 Million, Five-hundred and Seventy-Six thousand, Eight Hundred minutes...

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