All i do is sit and think, why we are so far apart,
I have loved you all this while, even though it was a very slow start,
I am here, waiting for a call, hoping that you would talk,
I waiting for time to come, when we can go out for a walk,

I am waiting for you to reply, reply to my mails,
Waiting, all nervous and sad, imagining all bad tales,
I hope you come soon to me, or atleast call me back,
I want to spend my life with you, not dead in some rugged sack...