She holds on, convincing herself that all will be well.
She looks on the bright side. Convincing herself that she will rise again stronger than before.
She faces head-on, the rising tide of a malady in her beloved’s life.
Oh, broken expectations that choke her, as the reality hoped for fades away like mist in the noonday sun.
Oh, hope gone leaving no recollection of its brief sojourn on her now dry, parched heart.
Her heart is now discouraged, disillusioned, distressed, disturbed, distraught, disbelieving, distanced.
She deems her dreams dislocated, disbanded for her loved one is deceased.