Why did he stop loving me?
How could he forget so fast?
Does he still feel love for me?
How could such sweet love not last?
I've learned I can't believe my eyes,
Nor trust the instincts of my heart.
I look upon a sea of lies,
Too wide to cross, too deep to chart.
And yet I am condemned to sail,
Upon that sea awash in pain.
Love hides its truth behind a veil,
That none may know they live in vain.
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