You walk through your day, your sleeves like waterfalls

I hope to heal the scars under it, to help you feel loved

But you don't accept my companionship, my affection, my hospitality

It scars me to see you in pain, and so I erase 'give up' from my dictionary

I won't turn away until you hold my waiting hand

I won't turn my back on you because of a fight

I'll always be waiting at the spot we met, no matter the weather

I can wait for you until the end of time

Just to heal your scars and cover it up with your favorite color