a poem from my friend "Chun Yang"

Cold city,
In the dead of night,
I stood there waiting,
With hsaking fingers,
Clutching onto the umbrella,
As the beads of sadness hit the nylon,
I took my stance,
And waited,
As I embraced the wings of the angel,
They were held tight by another,
How could you......
I was waiting for you,
To shelter me from the cold harsh rain,
I was waiting for you,
To unlock these chains that strangl my heart,
I was wating for you,
To shine light in my dark abyss,
I was waiting for you,
To give warmth to my little frozen soul,
I was waiting for you,
To listen to me because......
I love you......