The time of your arrival draws e'er nearer.
by Elizabeth Sheaffer
I look to the west in search of your face.
None others' words would I hold dearer,
Than thine own as my name escapes.
I look forward to your coming with hope.
I've missed you all the long while.
Lately it's been so hard to cope,
With the loss of that charming smile.
You know not the way that I feel.
My trembling, you take as a chill.
O, how I long to soon reveal,
With love, at your sight, my heart fills.
Longing to once again see you.
Wishing you knew how I felt.
Watching you smile just as I do.
God, how you make my heart melt.
But you feel that we are just friends.
You're oblivious to anything more.
But even as this life comes to end,
My love for you will endure.