I wait, looking down the street at your house
Unable to move, to walk, to breathe
I know you’re there, just a few steps away
But never will I proceed
Amazing, how time can be so inconsequential
Out of sight but never out of mind
In my head, you’ll arrive to meet me
I stand stiff as I heard a clock chime
The rain will fall, the snow will melt
Seasons will come and go
Everyone will move around me
As I remain still beneath your window
An ice angel, standing motionless
Frozen here, and so easy to forget
I hear your voice every place I walk
See in every shadow your silhouette
I’ve tried my hardest to believe
You’ll soon emerge from the place you reside
I’ll get to say what was left unspoken
And then you’ll invite me inside
One day I’ll find my feet and run
I’ll run and never look back again
But now, I remain immobilized by your memory
Broken in a way that only you can mend
Haunted by a past I can’t escape
Bothered by a present that I care nothing for
Lingering alone where you left me
Unable still to knock on your front door
Somewhat inspired by John...
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