Now we both stand at the edge of this cliff,
Pretending happy, who'll fall?
Pretending strong, our hearts will not drift,
Now we both don't know nothing at all,
Now I decided to go on first,
Pretending brave, yet I sometimes cry,
Pretending satisfied, yet I thirst,
Now I'm falling, O know I can't fly,
Now my life's already in seconds,
Pretending hopeless, now take that step,
Pretending you didn't love - I'm your second,
Now I'm lying, waiting for your step,
Now we both know I did this for you,
Now I'm as cold as those eyes of you.
-GanNi
Geovanni Leaño
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-waiting-game-6/
