Back....

I walk out, it is dark,
And all this while I wait for him,
for the same smile and cheer that once
pulled me up,
for the mischievous glint in his those eyes.
I wait for the heartbeat to tell me
I still am his girl,
to let me know that things have not changed
and will still stay the same.
I wait for the moment
when he speaks of love,
and it is magic all around me,
touching my soul,
while I stare, mesmerised,
knowing how love feels around me.
I still wait and wait,
for that final day when I see him again,
when those words of love
will once again be spoken,
when that warm breath will again
cool the frozen recesses of my soul,
when I will once again go back to where I belong,
in his arms.