Impatient, the Heart

They say patience is a virtue,
I guess it's one I don't have.
Many moons and suns pass while I wait,
For your words so golden.

My deepest apologies, my love,
It is only my nature.
But alas, that is a name I cannot bestow,
My hope for it does not falter.

I want to know all the quirks,
That lie inside your heart and mind.
I want to know what makes you tick,
Why you smile that charming smile.

You're bewitching and you don't even know.

I dream of you constantly,
It's such a damn tease.
I lie awake and ask why you're not here...
With me...

In my dreams you're there,
So close, yet so far, please,
Come out of my dream,
Show me something real to enchant me.

My heart, my heart,
You make it flutter and sink,
But that's only when you're with other girls.
Why am I so territorial?

You're so tall, and I'm so short,
But I love that about you.
I have to look up to speak, but,
What fun would our friendship be without?

And now as I lay here,
The clock nearly strikes two,
My mind and heart are set ablaze,
Just thinking about you.

"Give it time" is what you said,
So I'm waiting 'til then.
For the time being, though,
I'll just have to call you...

Friend.

And it kills me.