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.