The Girl Worth Waiting For



When I hear of a hurricane,

that is when I will think of you.

A force that drove me insane,

and a little senseless too.

I admit I didn't love,

how easily you caught my eye.

The thought of you, I was never free of.

You never even had to try.

I knew when I asked,

you wouldn't wait and stay.

All that I knew became trashed,

when I heard you've gone away.

Then I wish I knew, Lesson Number One:

that "The girl worth waiting for, doesn't wait for anyone."







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