in the blink of the light at the corner of these eyes
i have been waiting…
for a reply
i have been eager
more than an eagle
and i begun to wonder whether waiting was worth it
ohh.. what is it?
what is it that in the blink of the light at the corner of my eye
can get me so anticipated?
that my attention is always back to the gadget for a reply
i dont understand why i cant just call and end this wait
why is it even in my quiet times i meditate?
in the blink of the light at the corner of my eye
i have been waiting…
for a reply
i have been eager
more than an eagle
and i begun to wonder whether waiting was worth it
honey
times more precious than love
cuz this love aint strong enough
i want to see what you would send but perhaps youve already gone
away from me
but you were never with me, during the wait, anyways
i dont understand why i cant just call and end this wait
why is it even in my quiet times i meditate?
// the above was the song lyrics of.. up to interpretation
// alright for my frustration in waiting for a reply that I so eager want which is why I wait 😦
// if anyone is reading this let me know how this sounds like
// and how you would interpret it
fluff and whisk 