True lover

A year ago...
a month ago...
a week ago...
a day ago...
an hour ago...
a minuet ago...
a second ago...

this is how I measure...
how I measure the time...
the time that passes...
that passes until...
until I can meet...
meet my first true love...

I long for a friend...
a friend who waits...
and cares...
and dares...
and minds not of what could have been...
a friend who longs...
and hungers...
and is not shy...
who is the opposite gender as me...


and I still wait...