Love shall fail
‘Tis not forever
Nor the feeling retained,
Yet for I it would remain,
Love grew for thee
Yet like hammer to nail,
Feeling cease at sudden doubt
Art thou insane for thinking thee would retain such love for I?
Nay, rather dull!!
For the thought of actions that cannot be erased by time
But leave thy forgotten, left for dead amongst failed lovers
I forgo the prize, fall to thy knee and tear at the thought of thee
I shall never be forgiven nor deserve such deeds to grace my soul.

Suffer, endure, and survive
Simple as words yet difficult to action
Rather suffer thricefold,
Then shatter thy being at the thought of moving on.
And then creeps the thought, the thought of thee
With another.
Then ‘tis the end:
I shall hold fast, cloak thy emotion, and deplete all of thy being
Tho healthy not ‘twill unfold as such
And I shall miss thee, Hark! I shall miss thee