Lachrymose

As the earth kisses the sky
And the moon rises in place of the sun
The stars remain awake
Piously bearing witness as his very members abandon his mortal frame
Leaving him nothing but a log
A log of nothing
That used to care for one
One that made his heart quiver – in her touch
That caused his heart to bleed
Down to the day he expires
Taking his heart and leaving him behind, she left him for good, for nothing, for dead
If only he could see through loves blindness.