She Waits

What she knows, 

she keeps inside. 

A place where only she and 

God know. 

The love she feels, she keeps held back, 

for the moment is not 

now nor the time time to tell. 

She knows the answer to the question he asks, 

why it will never work with anyone 

else, 

because old wounds have 

failed to heal. 

Wounds that need to be brought to 

God and let out, 

not held in. 

Love can't grow in a place 

where darkness has a hold. 

Love can heal if God is allowed to  

to do His thing. 

So she waits, and she keeps to herself

what can't be said. 

As she prays for these 

wounds to heal, 

she knows what she must do. 

Time and distance are what they need

in order to build a 

relationship with a foundation 

strong enough to hold. 

A foundation that 

is built on 

God's love and His word. 

A foundation that 

can and will 

stand the test of time and 

be the solid ground

that he already is 

to her. 

The solid ground that 

they both desperately need.

So she brings it to God, 

the one who gave him to her. 

The one that brought them together, 

and holds their shaky relationship together. 

So she waits, 

a patience she has never before had. 

So she prays, 

in a way she never has before. 

So she sits,

something she before has never been able to do. 

So she loves

the man 

who can never be hers until 

he lets go, forgives 

and moves on. 

Until he has forgiven the one 

who hurt him

and caused him to distance himself 

from those that love him. 

In God's time and 

according to His plan,

so she waits.