An empty space, an empty chair,
Echoing absence, a spectral pair.
Love is eternal, not the soul,
Yet heart and mind can't console.
Love may never die,
But death whispers a bitter lie.
Left to suffer, all alone,
Haunted by heartbreaks never known.
In the silence of the lost dreams,
Weeping sorrows, constant strain.
Lingering pain and hopelessness,
Gravely horrors of lover's lain.