I have a negative outlook on love, but I also hope that it can be true, so I wrote this poem

Love Lost

Tragedy is to know not Love
Yet, Love is where death starts
They say it comes from up above
It burns within our hearts
Beginning in the souls of men
Though quick to fade away
Contained in those never again
To leave us slowly to decay
Once gone, love lost forevermore
No hope of its return
Love in itself is Death’s amour
Despair, her lone concern

Yet, when he spoke my name
I knew our love was not the same.