Waiting....

I watched you going
till you blurred in the horizon
Right where you left me
I simply stood on
Savouring the last sight
and thinking that you might
once, maybe once
turn backward to see
A separated us, a waiting me.
You didn't care, I hoped till hope
and now you are visible no more
I wonder whether to stay
for if you return
when you return
I want to be right here
so you can find me
but then I wonder
will you ever return?
Or should I move on?
Whatever that means.