From my prospect on the sidewalk, I cast my gaze onto the garden enclosed by the iron fence. There I saw the queen of my heart as she dispensed chocolates to lovers gathered there.
I raced toward the fence’s gate until I reached the entrance, panting as I ran inside. But I found not a trace of my dear one, and cried out a curse upon love. The time came for me to go back outside — and there I saw my girlfriend in the same place where I had been, walking arm-in-arm with a young man who appeared to be her fiancé.
I wanted to return whence I came, but exhaustion, prolonged reflection, and the lost opportunity would not let me.