Coldly do I contemplate abandonment
by two foolish to themselves lovers.
He who now wakes to greet nothing but loneliness
sad, wintry faced.
He struck by realisations lightning
regretting damaging words
impossible to regurgitate.
Inciting the question.
Do both their hearts
O! irretrievable love, why
continue to mock at every given chance
every time our deflated thought clocks
chime in the seconds of regret