In love, I’ve reached a cul-de-sac,
While you move ahead, I move back.
In love, the love within my heart, forever, I lost.
Love was slow in coming, but while leaving, too fast.
All the love in me, you robbed,
Thinking of you, for ages, I sobbed.
I’ve lost even my sense of feeling,
I implore you to restore it, kneeling…
In love, I’ve no more to wish,
Though in water, I’m like a dead fish.
To give you, I’ve nothing more,
Except life, which is already a sore.
Kill not a person, who is dead,
Truth is ever bitter, when always said.