Waited

    Lately, I have been watching Doctor Who. A British series about a man, a Time Lord, called The Doctor who travels through space and time having adventures. He is always accompanied by a woman companion. The last couple of season it was with a girl named Amelia Pond (she later gets married and then Rory comes along too). There have been a few episodes where Amelia has waited for The doctor and/or Rory to save her.  She seemed to be always waiting. Soon she was known as 'The girl who waited.'
    I feel like 'The girl who waited'. Except, my story is different than Amelia Pond's.  I don't have anyone to come and rescue me. You would need to have met them for them to do that. I am 'the girl who's waiting.' Waiting for someone who isn't coming. They say he will come when you aren't looking or waiting for him anymore. But I have a feeling he won't ever come.
    At River Bottom Writers group I wrote this poem (the prompt: a bitter taste) I wasn't intending to share. In the end I did. I didn't think I was going to get emotional while I read it but I did. The crackling voice and tears came searing into my soul the truth of what I had written.
    Writing brings out the emotions, the dreams, the truths hidden deep, and secrets we wouldn't normally share. This is my truth.
     Keep writing all!!!

Waited

I've been waiting for you to come
Since I was yet a little girl
Dreams of shining knights in armour
Gifts of sapphire roses that twirl

I've been waiting for you to come
Since I was yet a lonely teen
Daydreams of true, valiant princes
Rescues me from an evil fiend

I've been waiting for you to come
Since I was yet a woman young
Visions of a devoted man
Searching for me 'til feet stung

I've been waiting for you to come
For as long as I remember
Waiting for you to walk with me
To the last days of Decembers

I've been waiting for you to come
With every lonesome breathe I take
Picturing our babe in your arms
A family of our own make

I've been waiting for you to come
With each anguished beat of my heart
But time ticks on viciously swift
Youthful dreams taste bitter and tart

I've been waiting for you to come
Since I was yet very little
The truth that you will never come
Scorches my soul black and brittle

I've been waiting for you to come
And now it's time I wait no more
I've waited long for you to come
And ne'er shall I wait anymore