A lover's burden

O how my heart turns as blue
as the sea
when I'm not around thee
tis better to have loved and lost
then to have never loved at all
o what malicious lies
for my own eyes
cannot bear to see
that face
and o what an angelic face
it was but, tis no more
for thy face is dark
and so is thy soul
for leaving me here
bare, blind, and cold