I was sitting on the bench waiting for him
Reminiscing the past when we were both on the same team
But now he already has a wife
And I am nothing but just a friend, a part of his past life.
I just keep on waiting
Til the day I was wailing
Because there will never be a chance
For me to held his hand and dance
I think I should quit now
For life is short to keep on waiting
To the person who is not willing
To love you somehow
A poem of a girl who quits on waiting for the married person