waiting...

waiting for his call...
wating for his text message...
checking the internet...
hoping for an email...
a friendster message...
or whatever form...
damn im here wating...
and the tears just kept on coming...
'tis hard... 'tis painful...
and he seems he doesn't care...
and though this is futile and all in vain it may seem...
id still be here damn it... doing the painful waiting...
until for how long?
until for how long?
that i may never know...
but it surely it has to end...
it has to...
i hope not with my life ending too...