she sat by de window, waiting anxiously...
glancing out every few minutes or so...
hoping to catch a glimpse of him...
hoping against hope tat he would turn up,
tho deep in her heart she knew he wouldn't...
he never turned up before,
y would he do so now...
yet she sat there,
holding on to de tiny shred of hope,
de tiny shred of hope tat was torn to pieces in the end...
as she knew it would be.....