Time to Think

Sitting on the end of my worn couch
Hot coffee in hand, aroma wafting
Time to think, reflect, and hope
Think of what has been and will be
Reflect on my feelings, desires
Hope that its understood
That nothing has changed
I still remain yours until
Such time as you decide
That I am not what is best
It may only ever be this, no more
And I may always quietly wish
For it to become what it can't
But I will cherish and enjoy
Each moment and time spent
No promises, no expectations