that's what you get 

I had asked you to wait for me, wait till' my senior year is over and done with. Wait till' my heart is ready to accept and trust you once again. I asked and you agreed, without hesitation. After all, you needed to regain my trust as over the years, it was betrayed and trampled upon.

I pray to God you'd wait. But somehow, I doubt. I doubt because waiting for a year would seem like an eternity for someone such as yourself. It might feel like an eternity especially if I wasn't The One. Because waiting is a hard thing to promise.

But I'm having faith anyways.