I must spend every moment in this sole anticipation that they will arrive any second now, for their arrival is certain.

This couplet beautifully captures the sweet agony of endless anticipation, where waiting ceases to be a passive delay and becomes a whole way of living. The lover is trapped in a hypnotic loop—every single second feels like the exact moment the beloved might walk through the door, sustained by the unwavering belief that they simply have to arrive. It shows how pure faith turns the ache of longing into devotion, keeping a hopeful heart alive against all odds.