My soul will have to wait...

I know I shouldn't wait for him. I've already waited for too long. He won't come back to me...but I can't help but pathetically hope. I have no desire to be with anyone else. I think I have found the one that I am meant to be with, so why does it have to be so hard? But there will come the time when I get tired of waiting, when I hurt just too much to have hope anymore...but will he care? Will he still be around? Will he suddenly wake up one day and realise he has made a mistake? I think that one day (in the very distant future) he will realise that. But by then it will be too late. It will be his turn to chase me.