Life on Hold

Poem, i made about events in my life.

Hes all alone,
all the time,
He sits there waiting,
his whole lifetime.

He waits for an answer,
to the question he proposed,
to that beautiful girl,
those many months ago.

But the answer he craves,
he will never be supplied,
for hes admitted to hospital,
and hes about to die

He lies in his bed,
waiting for the call,
but he never recieves it,
for hes about to fall.

Its now all over,
He waits no more,
He needs no answer,
Hes fallen to the floor.