The Waiting

The town goes quiet

As the night falls down

The city lights might hide it

But evening stars shine around

A lady looks out

Her windowsill

Despite her mother's doubts

She knew he'll come, still

Her prince,

Ever so charming

Won her heart

From the very beginning

Since the day they met

She already loved him

Until he had left

Then, she's always been waiting

Down on her knees

She'd pray to the stars

That from him she shall here

Though he's very afar

At last her prayer

Has been heard by the gods

She thought he's forgotten her

But to her were the odds!

But, alas, this letter shall make her

Devastated and down

Her grin had fallen

Into a long frown

Tears formed in the corners

Of her hazel eyes

An invitation to a funeral

Her prince had died

On the meadow she had gone

Where the trees stood tall

She bade farewell to her prince

The man she loved of all

She left without notice

And jumped off a bridge

Hoping death would take her

To her prince, to her lover