Searching for her

The promise of two lovers, desperately seeking each other.

He'd spent months looking for her,
She should have left a sign.
A visit or a call perhaps? 

She lived closeby she'd said.

Perhaps she'd forgotten him,
All she had to remember him by,
Being a single white chit.

Surely it wouldn't matter.

He visited the place they'd met,
Countless number of times,
Hoping to get a glimpse of her
Once again.

Exhausted he'd returned home.
His letterbox was brimming.

Image Courtesy: Some old letters..