To guard his promise,
He waited for her return,
days melted into months,
and months into years.
He came -
every evening -
still waiting.
Some days,
he stood sleepless and sick,
but with a boundless hope
burning in his heart.
Only to endure
the news of her death.
Yet the next day,
he waited, again, because
he knew,
she'd never break the vow.
May 7, 2025
May 7, 2025 at 12:06 AM UTC