It's Too Much Lovesickness To Endure

It's too much love sickness to endure, I lost all resistance to miserable pain, every attempt has been so in vain; I've healed before: where's the cure? I no longer wish on stars, or wait for anyone to hug me, joy was taken from me too quickly; I have no affection, no love for anybody; Only one adored and loved me, only one! Who can say openly and honestly, " It's too much lovesickness to endure? " Who's more courageous and mature to admit I've failed so miserably? Will this hand hold another hand? Oh, will happiness be mine again? No shattered dream can suddenly return, unless four lips can make that flame burn! An exclamation mark comes after a question, a rejection can cause anger and frustration; look beyond them and skip any possible doubt: don't allow too much love sickness spoil delight!