I long for him to be mine

But for him to me mine,

There's still a great deal of time

To wait and wait,

All the while unsure

If I'll ever be his forever more

Because his love is like a wildcard

He only speaks of it every once in a while

Like how the card only appears a few times in a deck

All the while I'm left with a deck that I can't control

But simply have to play with what I'm dealt

A months time shouldn't be that long to wait

and if he says yes I won't hesitate

But if he says no,

I won't know where to go

and I fear my heart will grow cold and dark once more

But still, I've never been more sure

of the love that I feel

And that is where my heart stands.