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We hope that someday "Love will restart for him"

In the depths of night, he weeps and sighs
For all the dreams that have passed him by.
His heart is heavy, burdened with woe,
For all the love that he will never know.

He wanders through life, lost and alone,
Without a hope or a guiding stone.
His soul is shattered, his spirit crushed,
By all the pain that he has endured and hushed.

He once had a love, so pure and bright,
But fate cruelly snatched it out of sight.
Now he is left with a void in his heart,
That no amount of time could ever depart.

So he sits and ponder, with tears in his eyes,
Why life is so fleeting, why love must die.
For in this world, we all must face,
The tragic truth of the human race.

We're born to love, and born to die,
And in between, we suffer and sigh.
But still we hope, and still we strive,
To find a way to keep love alive.

But to him, it's too late, his love is gone,
And he is left to face this world alone.
So I'll end this poem, with a heavy heart,
And pray that someday, love will restart for him.
© mahrylove