The waiting hours are long

She had become the purpose of my life and I had gone to a place to meet her where neither my family nor hers was concerned because we sat there thinking about our marriage. And his college was very close to the place where I was and this place was very beautiful and I like it very much. Waiting too long is a bad thing if someone waits and that person comes late then waiting is too much to worry about. But I was anxiously awaiting his arrival

My eyes were on the door when I saw him and I stood up as soon as I saw him and called him to me but the waiting hours were not over yet I had to wait and I never drank water. Quenching my thirst and sometimes looking at the door, the world of my heart was saying something else. What can I tell you in the world of the heart? Didn't name ending

And this place was beautiful too. I loved it but I was missing out on who I'm here to meet and he's not coming yet and I'm waiting and then I went out and to the door. I went to my car and from there I started to look for him so that I could see him and get a new relief in my breath and I was waiting for him.

I was staring at her in amazement. The one who is coming to meet me today is my childhood friend who left me and came here to the city and I have decided in my life that I should get married. I will do it with him and today I have to talk a lot with him but I have to wait and I don't know when these waiting hours will end and when my eyes will be able to see him.