Forever Love Poem by Jeryn Bean

He sits there, patiently expecting a response,
even though everyone else if gone,
ever hopeful of the impossible,
and still he waits.

they whisper behind his back,
saying, 'doesn't he know? '
and they look at him with sadness in their eyes,
and still he waits.


he stays behind after everyone's gone,
staring at her face,
ever patient,
until finally the machines go silent,

and he knows he has a response,
and leaves, with sadness in his heart,
never to hear her voice again.
and so, now he waits.