One Syllable Workout

I stare where he once stood Shocked he is here no more I wait to see him at the door But hope has done no good Where is the love he once swore was mine This day each year he'd hold me through the eve Thoughts of when we wed shared as we dine Where's the man who once said he would not leave Now with just the dim lit moon as friend I sit and wait for him to turn the bend To keep sane my loss of love I must pen And pray we'll meet when I reach my end