As I wait here for your call. My glances change from the phone to the window pain to which the rain drops fall ever so lightly into.
I hoped to hear your voice and yet all I hear is this incessant rain, I wanted to have you and yet all I get is this plate full of nothing.
Still...I hoped somehow a miracle could happen. A miracle that would take me closer to you. I pray always...
I know my prayers and all my hope is nothing but a fool's. Still, I hoped. I hoped that you realized how much I still love you and how I can't forget you.
Every minute of every day is spent thinking about you and somehow I wanted these feelings to reach you. I want you to know I need you to know.
I love you. I can never forget you because every little thin reminds me of you and no matter what happens.
I will love you...
Please know that.
Suddenly it's not raining just outside anymore...it's raining in here too.
Yes, this rain that falls in here is because my heart is stressed, because it doesn't know if it will ever be closer to yours.
Closer as it once was, closer as it wants to be.
And inside a feeling of uncertainty creeps in and I try my best not to fall victim to it.
I try my best to think of you and nothing more but I know that perhaps, that isn't possible.
Please...call, I want that phone to ring, I want to hear your voice on the other side telling me that it will be okay, that you and I will be back together.
I swear...I swear...
I'll run out of this apartment at light speed and run to you. I'll drop this phone and I'll just run to you right now, hold you as tightly as I can.
I swear...
I cry to myself as I grasp the pillows of this sofa, trying to somehow relief the sorrow and the pain by squeezing them as tight as I can.
I know that isn't possible!
I know this feeling just won't leave like this...
But still there is nothing wrong in waiting, believing in a result that may never come and imagine events that will never happen.
I know I'm a fool, I know this won't get me anywhere but still I prefer it...
At least this way I feel...I feel that I can be closer to you in a way...
And you'll perhaps never know the extent of my love...
Just how far I will go to get you.
Just how far I would go to love you!
And still all I can do is wait for you call...
That I don't even know if it will come.

I still wait, like a fool.
A fool for you. And I know this will only break me apart more but I don't mind.
Because somehow I can see you...even if it's in memory.
I can see your face, your beautiful smile.
Your hair in the wind...I swear I can see you.
I feel your scent...
This feeling that creeps in, it's getting stronger and these last few days...
It's perhaps what's making cling more to your memory, what's making me cling to this unimportant sofa looking at a phone I don't even know if it will ring.
But still something inside me tells me not to leave this place, something in me tells me to keep waiting.

I confess, I like the rain...
I love it, somehow it allows me to distract myself from life.
It has always had that effect on me since I was a child.
I always wondered why.
But now not even the rain can take my attention from that phone.
From waiting for your call.
And I know this is bad for me.
But so be it...
I have to sit here and wait...
If I have to wait and hear your voice, if I have to wait for you
I will, I don't care, even if I rot here I will.
And perhaps you'll never come but no one else will have my heart.
I'll just sit here...
And let it consume me.