I wait for the Storm,
to come and just wash me away….
and slowly take me apart, dissolving;
like I never existed, in a way..!!
But the Storm doesn’t come,
and this heart waits to be torn apart,
how hasty it just gets,
almost ready to depart.
As the pain has grown so big,
and no ease seems to come by;
perhaps it’s just the right time,
and reason, to say Good Bye!!
