Broken promise

His dark shadow arms reached out to touch her, to hold her.
She was unaware of his cold, lonely presence.
Alone as she cried,she looked at the deep markings om his grave.
He promised before he left her he would return when the time was right,
and then they would be together, forever.
She somehow trusted him and knew thathe would be back.
The time had come, he had returned; a promise to be fulfilled.
He whispered, "I LOVE YOU", but to her it was only the soft spring breeze flowing freely past her ears.
He watched intently as she took the shiny blade, the blade he had used, to her wrist.
Her frail body shook as she cried.
The blade grew rusty after she dropped it, eventually covered by the flowers she brought him every week.
The promise was forgotten, the time never came.
The soft spring breeze covered the sound of his mourning voice and lonesome cries.
Her life had gone on, without him.