Lodged in your memory is the man that you used to be,
because you are a shell of yourself, and in your mind,
the heavens have fallen,
and the stars have fallen into the sea,
and loves labours these days are lost on thee,
and love has cost you dearly,
yes, it has blinded you with unhappy experiences,
and misunderstandings,
misunderstandings that have jaded you,
and you are these days a misery,
for you were hurt by a few words,
a few words said in an angry tone,
uttered by the miscomprehension,
and misunderstanding of the woman that you loved,
the woman that you had come to love and know,
and the misunderstanding, it grew and grew,
and you grew slowly apart,
and you knew each other less than you used to,
and she cheated on you,
and you cheated on her,
and there was hurt and there was pain,
and acrimoniousness and bitterness did reign,
and jealousy,
a vicious cycle which repeated itself again and again,
and then, you split up,
and you both went your separate ways,
and your worlds were torn apart,
and your minds in a haze,
and you were left upon a battlefield,
full of damage and scars,
and broken hearts,
a mountain so unconquerable,
no repair was possible,
and now, loves labours are lost on thee,
and it is a shame to see you in pain,
and how dark it is to see,
the suffering in you,
for the world is a darker place,
with love gone away,
and I wish it was not so,
and I hope love it comes back to you one day,
because I hate to see you in misery,
and I hate to see your tears,
for they are as numerous as rain,
and for days, months, and years,
you have been the same,
and it is a terrible shame,
but I hope soon that some light will come,
and with courage you will find love again,
because what is a life without love,
except a bland emptiness,
a numbness and a weariness,
that far too often torments the heart,
and the mind again and again,
so, give me love,
give me love over that any day,
and I will wish for you the same,
I will wish for you the same.