Broken

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

Stolen bởi 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 tim, trái tim 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 bạn come?
Don’t bạn remember exploring the ship?
Climbing the mast?
Challenging the wind?

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

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

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

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

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

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