Poem: Waiting for Her (#3?)

just waiting by the phone,
waiting for that special someone
to call
and say
they are on their way.

It doesn't happen.

Hours go by,
with nothing.

Still nothing.

I know this waiting.

I've been doing it
since I first
fell in Love.

It seems to get
more painful
every year,
though,
sometimes
they don't even show up.

Hours of…
Hope, I guess…
dreams of love.

I fly to her
at a moments notice,
fast as I can,
I love her.

For her I can wait.
Oh yes,
I can wait.