she waited
and waited
but,
something
dissipated.

twas lost.
it vanished
but they saw
such a display
of iridescent
view.

they heard
the sound
from silence
to rain

they smelled
such anonymous
petrichor
as she anchors
the news
he sought for.

he was hers
make that her,
her loving,
caring, sweet
and elite
friend of hers,
her characterless,
careless,
and melodic
tristesse.