Devoid of Love

"My dear, do you love me?" No, I think not. A loving foundation is based on trust. I lost that trust that ties true lovers' knots. Without it, all love dies and turns to dust. My heart's been broken many times before Each love I lost left me uncertainty. Love doesn't live within me anymore This I say to you with all certainty. Love is like snow, beautiful while it lasts But comes a time it thaws and disappears. And what remains are traces of the past: The painful heartaches, lonely nights and tears. Ask not again of me, do you love me? Love has died leaving painful memories.