I waited for you. I waited through the rain, through the hurt, through the anger that consumed us.

I sat on the park bench where we first met, where you gave me my first flower.

The park where I gave you my heart.

I waited in the corners of our apartment, where we shared a bed, where we would wake up in each others arms.

I waited, I waited for you because I use to believe that if I did, then you would come running back to me.

I waited for our love to return.

I waited for the apology, I waited for you.

I waited for us.

I waited for the love that I knew was too late to have.