' He knew the joy of love's sweet pain, While she watched, from a distance, in vain. He felt the rush of emotions so true, While she wondered what she could do. Now he's moved on, with a heart that's whole, While she's left to lament, with a broken soul. For love has no timetable, no schedule to keep, And sometimes, when we wait too long, we fall too deep. ' - (SLOW-UPDATE)