Blood soaked cloth is all that remains
Putrid and sour is how regret taste
Bludgeon your ears some more with callus words
The grizzled man that you left will always love you

The vow was made like an birthmark on his skin
It will always be there until the skin rots
He will live in this melancholy existence
He can escape on his free will but he will not

For the vow was to love her and no other
For he will be here for her until death
Love is patient love is kind
This is forever, I will always love her