Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Awaiting My Love

My love and I did walk across

The bridge, and then halfway did pause.

Then from the bridge my love did toss

Me over, and my death to cause.

Such a shock, my love would do this

To me, and why I did not know.

I felt our love was true, pure bliss.

But now in rage I wait below,

Until my lover's guilt does be

So much, my lover does return

To this same place, and will find me

Waiting for reunion I yearn.

To cross this bridge, my lover will.

From the river, I'll rise to kill.