Alone, Rain is Not Good Company

Her tan legs dangle over the wooden bench.
She sits as cold rain falls, her hair drenched.
Whispering into the fog weakly.
"Where the f*ck is he?"
He told her he would see her again that night.
Through the pounding rain he was nowhere in sight.
One by one, street lights flicker on.
Revealing that daytime was by long gone.
Night fell and smoothered her into the ground.
Now she knew for sure that her bf was not gonna come 'round.
Tears drip down her face as she's left all alone.
In the depth of the sky, not a single star shone.