Of Waiting Games

I watch it leak; my life, my blood,
Because of this life I must lead.
I watch this life turn from rock to mud,
As I must watch my heart bleed.

I play the waiting game,
And see you push me away.
My body must cower in shame,
At this game I'm forced to play.

I thought sometimes enough,
But maybe it was never at all,
I thought that I could be tough,
But then I succumbed to the call.

Time spent apart productive, so they say,
But watching you push me away hurts,
A break we must have, there's no other way,
But I'm wary of him, my brain alert.

I must participate in this activity,
Because of the fact that I love you.
I laugh at my own sensitivity,
I just know that we can't be through.