Waiting

by cantwalkintheshadows

Just a short poem I wrote, decided that John could've said it to Sherlock. Johnlock, set after the Fall. Please Review!

When the world ends in fire,

I will still love you.

when the world is covered in ice,

I will still love you.

No matter how long I'm

Gone,

No matter how long the time is,

Now or never,

Tell me the truth.

Or a lie,

My love will only cool

With distance.

But your voice,

Your eyes,

Your simple hand,

Could bring it rushing

Back.

It is unreal,

And I do not want

This.

This insanity.

Crazy,

Nutty.

I just want it gone,

And you back.