Poem

One of the many poems I've written about love.

I wait for you
with breathless composure.
The dreams of a day ahead
cascade through my mind.
I feel yearning  to spend
more minutes with you,
my love, cara mia.
Then fate strikes
keeping you from me.
Must wonder so
is it something I said?
Some action I made?
Why do you not come,
my love, cara mia.
I cry as I wait
for another day
of broken promises.
Though you said "yes",
it is obvious what you meant.
And here I am still alone,
my love, cara mia.