I have no problem With the waiting I've grown accustomed to the wanting It’s the wondering that kills me It’s the wondering If you’re wanting And perhaps even waiting The way I do for you But love It’s not the waiting that I’m hating I would wait a forever or two The way I always have for you. No not the waiting or the wanting… It’s the wondering that kills me The ever growing never knowing Wondering if you’re wanting me still In the way I've always only ever wanted you.
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