When you lose love, the experience of kindness is painful.
You’d rather have them back, disdainful.
When you lose love.
When you lose love, everything seems trivial and mild.
You’d rather have them back, when things were wild.
When you lose love.
When you lose love, conspiracies prevent a love that’s new.
Life looks backwards. Rumors of them are everything to you.
When you lose love.
When you lose love, you knock on the door of your tomb
Which was their house. You wish you would die soon.
When you lose love.