Love can be horrible, sometimes.

Here’s some Haiku about that.

The updated version of this poem can be found here.

Nobody But You

Now you have left me
Desolate: understanding,
This love is over.

All I now desire
Out of reach: estranged moments
Cold, empty feelings.

Every day, torture
Realisation; final
Line drawn, completed.

There is no return,
Our path blocked: accept failure
No future to gain.

Nobody but you
At this instant matters more:
Loss too much to bear.

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