Staring at the window

Anxious she sits 

Hoping she would get to see him

The clock ticks by

He comes not

For he is by some other windowside

Where the temptaton lay

Why would he reach out

To a star that is fading 

A flower that is withering

A wick that is flickering

A soul that is boring

Oh! The new window

Full of joy

Hope

Temptations 

New aspirations 

Fresh beginnings

New him

New her

Shuts she down

Her eyes

Still by the windowside

Dried teardrops

Marking her tired face

Some on the forearm

Where she lays her head

He will come not

She knows

For somewhere by a new window

A new chapter has begun!