Waiting for You to Come Back
The sun sets in the west, casting long shadows across the quiet room. The clock on the wall ticks away, its rhythmic sound echoing softly as if urging me to focus on the passage of time. But my thoughts remain tethered to you, far away. I sit here, staring out the window, watching the twilight deepen into night. Each moment feels like an eternity, each heartbeat a reminder that you are not beside me.
I remember the last time we were together—your laughter ringing through the air, your warmth enveloping me like a gentle breeze. It was then that I realized how much you mean to me, how every second spent with you is precious beyond words. Now, the distance between us stretches wide, but my heart remains close to yours, steadfast and unwavering.
Every day, I find myself looking forward to the moment when you’ll return. The thought of seeing your smile again fills me with hope and joy. Letters, messages, and calls keep me connected to you, yet they can never replace the comfort of having you near. In the silence of this room, I dream of our reunion—a time when we will once again share stories, laughter, and silence under the same sky.
Until then, I wait patiently, knowing that every moment apart only strengthens the bond we share. Time may pass slowly now, but it moves steadily toward the day when you will come back. And until that day arrives, I will hold onto hope, cherish memories, and continue waiting—for you to come back.