PLEA OF A BROKEN HEAR

I wrote thy music, thy songs of love,
To where I see your shadow lad,
In every single one that I create,
Your memory's dwell, I cannot resist.

No days and nights that had passed by,
Different from what my eyes shows, my heart breaks,
For when you have left it drowned me most,
Can I ever live without you? Or I'll be lost?

If only I'll be given a chance,
A wish perhaps, an impossible grant,
I'll ask for your presence, please come back,
I promise I won't make you sad.

My heart's longing is odd indeed,
It's been more than years, but still so clear,
Couldn't think moving on is this so hard,
I shouldn't have loved you if only you'll be gone.

Your memory is more like of a waterfall,
I cannot stop the flow; it's like a haul,
Should I need to be dead to claim thy prize?
Or hold on forever, till the end of time.