At the edge, it was the demise of his fondness
It made him as dense as a stone could be
A stone that had splintered inside
A person with none to guide
He harks back to the memories
Because she was the dawn of love
The first person carved inside his heart
Who desired for a new life to commence
She bestowed on him immense blissful anonymities
The consequences of such that would everlast
But alas, she set sail!
Leaving him enervated and in solitary
His warmth ultimately came to a resolution
He was maimed but rose to his feet
Reminiscing the promises that had long lamented
Thus, the ending of a resolute bond.
