Awaiting the love of his life
He sat beneath a bench watching the wildlife
The girl of his dreams
Certainly a magical entity
A woman who he would be proud to call his wife
Never showed up
a knife in disguise cutting his heart out into two
Until the clock hits five and time seems to die
The birds songs seem to repeat
The the leaves are frozen with tears that have been shed since being taken away from his mother the oak
The seeds spread like a disease in the wind and the man realizes he's withering away for a girl who will never share his dream
