A minute of patience

You laughed at me, even mimicked me when I smiled at you.

You couldn't express your love to me when I did.

I longed to touch you, but unfortunately you chose mind over heart.

And me, I couldn't make it clear to you what my feelings were and how much I loved you.

I smiled at you every time I saw you, because to me, you were the most beautiful woman in the world.

I wanted to build a bridge between us with my love for you.

It wasn't good enough, yet I gave the best I could.

In the end all I needed was a little patience; patience until I would have continued on my path.

Sometimes it's just waiting a minute longer for men to open up when talking.

It hurts not to be understood, that I want to follow my heart and my soul.

This is my path, unfortunately not ours.

Yet, no one can take away from me having loved you. 

That's why I wish you a minute more patience next time - and may love find its way into your heart.'