Time is up for me.
Love scorned burns even the righteous;
Martyr to the altar of romance,
King among the hated.

Why can’t she just give the answer?
What is holding her back?
The impasse is too wide to ignore,
And yet the bridge across is no assurance.

But I have to test it.
This bridge is my only option.
Either I succeed, and she is mine,
Or I fall, free to move on.