She left, I cried.
That day love died.
Days are dark.
On me depression has left its mark.
Nights are long.
Bad thoughts my mind is among.
Thought love would last for ever.
Never thought from me her love she would sever.
Eyes are soulless.
Heart full of coldness.
In living don\'t see no point.
Now our hearts are no longer joint.
She left.
I bereft.