I'm sitting in my room,
alone and thinking of you.
Thinking about the words you've said,
thinking about the things you do.
You said you don't want me,
but in your eyes I see something.
The way you're looking at me,
with a sparkel in your eyes.
I know you have a doubt,
about the desission you've made.
And I know I'll never ever,
love someone else but you.
And this poem is my promise,
that I'll wait for you.