Broken

Antonio waited,
And waited,
But she did not come.
The note he’d left was now gone.

Stolen par a jealous friend,
Ro was hers,
That wouldn’t end.

A broken heart,
A tear was shed,
He dropped the rose he had in hand.

“She didn’t come,”
The thought was sad.
His cœur, coeur grew heavier with every step.
He let out a shaky breath.

Feeling broken,
Weary,
And sick.
His stomach heaved,
The nausea rolled in.

After this he had enough.
He slammed the door,
His voice was rough,
“Leave me alone!”
Was his demand.

“Ro, why didn’t toi come?
Don’t toi remember exploring the ship?
Climbing the mast?
Challenging the wind?

Don’t toi remember dancing at the ball?
Our hands intertwined,
To the musique we swayed,
I told toi how much I want toi to stay.

With tears in your eyes toi told me toi couldn’t.
I’m promised to the princess,
It’s wrong,
And toi shouldn’t.

But I didn’t care,
It’s not her I love.

So, in the greenhouse I left toi a note.
Did toi not see it?
ou was it ignored?

I’m under your spell,
Don’t toi see?
You’re the one who does this to me.

Luciana’s nice,
But she isn’t you.
Ro, my cœur, coeur aches for you.”