she needs you

there were wet pavements,
washed by the untimely down pour,
unrepairable street lamps,
that never lit,
through the drizzle,
and pitch black night,
he crosses her lawn,
over her staircase to the door,
to a welcome by deafening silence,
an insinuation of her lonely world,
tap tap to the door,
his knuckles knock,
a long wait he does,
a test to his patience,
creak!
it slowly opens,
to a face of labeled sadness,
furrows dug below her eyelids,
lashes done but now destroyed,
in tears she had been,
the lingerie she had won,
to warm him at his arrival,
hid under her grandma's cloak,
and she stared at him,
with the what-do-you-want gaze,
a sign of a broken heart,
and he could feel her pain,
in such cruelty he had let down,
again again,
and he saw her fears,
that swirled in her,
but scared to come out,
and he realized he wasn't man enough,
for her heart he kept breaking,
and in tears he tries to save the moment,
sinking to his knees in mumbled apologies,
too late!
she couldn't take this anymore,
so she chose to close her door,
to his silly self,
and to the dead of the night,
under cold rain drops,
she left him for good..