Waiting for a bunch of flowers that will never come
Waiting for a bunch of lies
Waiting for your visit
Waiting for my friends to say that you are not bad

Waiting for you willing to roam the sandstorm
I'm still anticipating for your truthfulness
and your loyalty in love
I will never get it (no matter how long I wait) for it has disappeared like drifting sand

*If anticipation can yield fruit
I'm willing to be crazy of you
The suffering I bore is worthwhile
I hate myself being too passive and foolishly waiting
Chewing the suffering patiently for you to change

I'm anticipating too much
to get something out of you
How could I expect you to reform yourself
You make mistake repeatedly
I bear the suffering of waiting
And I asked myself what did I get from waiting

Waiting till you complain to me
Loyalty is voluntary
I'm anxious to wait, seeing you everyday is more like a courtship

I don't want to wait until the others fall out of love
Then only it justifies your mindless promise
If my expectation for you is too much
I can only wait for the mixed feelings that come along

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I always wish that you could caress me forcefully
So that I could understand the extreme feelings of love
If you really love me
Everything that we went through doesn't matter

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