At times even in the space between thoughts
I find the sweetest memory often rots.
For so long my heart has lain fallow,
When once it was love you did hallow.

So now as pain may fade,
Still I find who was played.
Batted lash, and playful smile,
To soon make my own mind hostile.

Foreign now the idea of clarity
Loneliness, my truest disparity.
For the time with you,
I never dreamt to rue.

Sweet promises made,
And beautiful plans laid.
Fall to dust,
Just as all love must.

As with all we care about,
Ever the element of doubt.
Is present here and now,
The question rather, is how?

To lose the one you love...
And still move on,
When your other half is gone.
The deepest pain I know of.

That is,
To lose the one you love...