Sorrow's Silent Symphony

O never say that I was false of heart, With all my or dour, I kept you apart. Sometimes too bright the belief shines- And every fair from fair sometime declines. Your beauty glows discripted by a spring, Of your beautiful chronicles did I sing. Promises that I made wasn't a humdrum, It was my covet to build for thee a chrysanthemum. An year ago, I made you have this wine, Decorated with mosaics , for thee my Valentine. An aspire to spend with you the rest of my life's way, So I assured you to make you my heart- taking an oath in the ST.Valentine's Day. Days passed with all wispy events, Soon I realized it lacked your lovable comments. Soon the day came near, When I promised to have you dear. My life couldn't support your parting's weight, Now at the last gasp of love's latest breath. In my failing pulse , my passion speechless lies, On my death bed , I admire you closing up my eyes. Wheres o'er I'm below or else above you, Wheres o'er you're , my heart shall truly love you.