Bridge and his river

Heartbroken bridge is kneeling down And it looks like he is willing To end his seemingly sad life. Thoughtfully he is observing A whispering blue river. Eyes are watery; he’s crying Above the river, which comforts him. My love? Why are you sad my love? She is asking; gently touching. Please be joyful, please smile at me, I won’t accept anything less. It got heavier on his heart. All the weight pulling to the floor, And in the same swing the sky, too. One can’t even dream such sadness. Don’t my love. Kisses. Please don’t cry. Please don’t worry, we will be fine. This lifetime is short and finite, Though you and I everlasting. Her skin absorbed the fallen tears And the murmur of the silence Echoes a sad love song through. She went on to tenderly touch And he mutely watches her As she deprives through his embrace While slowly kissing him goodbye. Her, he loved over anything, Though had to let her flow away. Now there is only a dry bank, Which she left for an unknown path.