The real love waits

I was there. All the time, just waiting for you. Even when you told me to go, I continued by your side. Because I knew: Wasn't the right time. Because I knew that you were for me, and I was for you. And it always was a true. Something you didn't wanted to believe. But I waited. And now you're here, by my side. And I forgive you for everything, because I always knew: You're imature. You can't see some things as I see, and don't even my love your eyes could see. But it's all right. I love you now, and you love me. And I know that for the rest of our lifes the things will be like this. Forever.