That day was cloudy,
She felt a tingling numbness,
A storm was coming.
***
She came home, rushing,
Saw him standing there, speechless,
Suddenly, time froze.
***
He struggled to speak,
As her eyes began to swell,
No words but, “Sorry.”
***
She cried in his arms,
A parchment on the floor read,
“You’ve been conscripted.”
***
Days went by quickly,
The time had now dawned for her,
To kiss him goodbye.
***
His words, “Wait for me,”
“I’ll come back, grow old with you.”
Her reason to live.
***
She could not forget,
The moment he disappeared,
And she was alone.
***
Every dusk she lived,
She’d look at the bloody sky,
And asked, “How are you?”
***
She sat lifelessly,
Drowning in a lonely sea,
And wept, “Please come home.”
***
The news had arrived,
The word ‘Peace’ was in the air,
The Braves would be home.
***
She had been counting,
The days, to that night to come,
The longing would end.
***
Inside the tunnel,
She could feel the gushing wind,
The last train had come.
***
She sighed as she saw,
The last passenger debarked,
‘Cause it was not him.
***
She sat with Sorrow,
Drinking a goblet of Pain,
For she had lost Joy.
***
Every night she heard,
A whispering voice, of his,
“Come to where I am.”
***
She had been staring,
At a dagger that lied nigh,
And she decided.
***
Thus she closed her eyes,
And whispered, “Dear, I love you.”
“But life, I must live.”
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