We're all waiting for something to make a change in our lives.
~ When you least expect it. ~
The car, the driveway.
The memories, deciding.
That room, this couch.
That shirt, a way out.
The park in the moon light.
The sound of sweet lies.
Those promises again.
Those promises broken.
She was waiting for a sunny day
in a world with only rain.
The door, an entry.
The words, false serenity.
That hat, this memory.
That phrase, like candy.
The house in emptiness.
The mind's deadliness.
Those words so sweet.
Those words still plead.
She thought it was something she needed,
had no other reason.
The magic, the message.
The fate, protective.
That time, this first.
That sign, full of nerves.
The rest's irrelevance.
This one's resonance.
Those words so true.
Those doubts renewed.
There's so much she didn't know,
until she finally let go.
The food, the conversation.
The mood, true salvation.
That day, this smile.
That change, something final.
The past is the past.
The future to last.
Those eyes never lie.
Those eyes all mine.
She knows now what it means
to really have something.
She has forgotten now
what it was like, somehow.
She's been completely renewed
to see the truth.
She is what she's been waiting for,
all she's been hoping for.
