Last Chance

I wait and wait for the week to end,

That she and I may meet,

The girl whom time I always spend.

But I was too conceit.

And now, I can no longer pretend,

My life slowly depletes

If her heart I cannot move or win.

I sit here on this seat,

And wait for her messages to send.

But she left, I'm defeat.

Never will she talk to me again.

Lonely I sit and weep.

This is not how I want us to end.