Waiting Heart

I watch the seasons fly by
wondering when I will see you
but never actually wondering if
you've forgotten the promise.
How many years has it been
since the time you've left?
How much longer will my heart
hold before she breaks?
My body has turned to ice
with the cold snow.
Slowly that same ice
melts. Leaving only my heart.
Now only my fragile heart beats
waiting, waiting.