Suspense at my Expense

I sit still and wait, the suspense I hate
It has been a year, much too long I fear
Yet you’ve captured my attention with bait
If I will ever get it is unclear

Why have you been doing this forever?
Your choice to put me out of my misery
I hope this wait will end, will it ever?
Still I will sit and wait very jittery

The object of my desire out of reach
Counting on my fingers how long it'll take
Please please just give it to me now I screech
With all the waiting and waiting I’ll break

Yes, it is coming very soon I sense
Thank you, I will take it at my expense.