• My heart leapt once, so long ago, when birdsong filled the air,
    and since I've tried so hard not to give heed nor care.
    For all good things perish, as day gives way to night,
    or as the boldest of all heroes shrink and cower with fright.
    But I gave in, I let myself care and be with the one I love,
    and now I know that I shall pay, and shadow hovers not far above.
    The sun is setting on this brief day; it's nearly passed into the West,
    and night will follow close behind, giving me no rest
    until this love has been destroyed, for its time has surely passed.
    The light will be a memory one day, but for now the pain holds fast.

    I know I should have never cared, for caring only leads to pain,
    but I could not bear standing ever alone in this dreadful storm of rain.
    Now my heart falls, it sinks in the sea, where, surely, love will drown,
    it hits the bottom, disturbs the earth, turns the water a murky brown.

    But still it beats on, unfailing, for it won't give up its fight,
    and I weep in the darkness and silver silence of the blackest night.
    For what is life when love is stripped away?
    What is life when there is no reason to stay?
    These thoughts are what my loss led to,
    as my unbearable pain and suffering grew.
    I gained an understanding of some meaning in life:
    Although love leads to unending strife,
    it is worthwhile to love, and to enjoy some brief light,
    for if we do not, our goals fall out of sight.
    All meaning can easily go out of life, so hark,
    there must be a reason to dispel the dark.
    Love gives us the strength to win this endless fight,
    to light the torch and drive away the night.