The Waiting Game

Almost a lifetime, you sit and pine
For a smile so sweet; you can say "she's mine"

Try owning her, heart and soul
She'll walk unfazed, away from your abode

Grip too tight; you'll crush the petal
Grip too loose; you'll lose it forever

(add-on)
Fruits will yield, despite the wait
For it's almost a lifetime, not an eternity