There is a place where lovers meet,
Under an archway, twined in stone.
A solace for pain and hope,
They need to feel all is not lost.
The bridge is narrow, flimsy and halfway gone.
Paving a way for only those who dare.
They say those who kiss beneath the moonlight on that bridge,
Will find true love.

I found my love,
And waited for the star crossed lovers blessing.
I pined and cried and prayed,
For a way to be together.
We met in the center of compromise,
And still it wasn't enough.
The bridge heaved and swayed,
Moaned from the weight of a heart made heavy from unrequited love.
It sighed and gave way,
Couldnt hold the hopes of thousands anymore.