It was night, not pleasant, not bad,
She waited for her gayest lad,
For it was him who she cared about,
For he was who she couldn’t stay without.
Minutes and seconds, like heartbeats, ticked by,
She waited, pale and shy.
Yet there was no sign of him to come,
Snow fell, and she longed to be warm.
Sunny days returned,
He didn’t turn.
She got tired of waiting, yet she decided to stay,
She couldn’t bear him to be away.
She smiled, her pain disappeared,
With her lovely smile towards him she neared.
‘Although we are apart,’ said she,
‘We were far, broken, but we’re still “we”.
And don’t you go away again,
This time I won’t survive the pain.
But alas, I thank for God’s helping hand,
He returned my life, my husband.
And we shall no more lie,
Together we stay, and die.’
He stroked her ever so gently.
‘My love, but do forgive me.
All the words I threw,
I take back from you.
Miss you I did from bottom of my heart,
You are my one and only mate in the earth.’