A Love that Dies

Wrote this quite passionately earlier tonight. Thinking of trying to tidy it up a bit, it's very pure at the moment, which I like, but I would love to spend some time on it and turn it into a Sonnet.

A Love than Dies

There is no suffering more mournful,

Nor terror more frightening,

Than the sorrow in your soul of a love that dies.

Whether tis the heart that stops beating,

Or a heart that stops loving,

It is a pain that must be endured

For the rest of your life.

Your heart must keep beating,

Your heart must keep loving,

Else the thoughts and the memories were nought but lies.

Be one with your anguish,

Be one with your regret,

Be one with your heart songs,

Be one with your fate.

You will always remember,

You will never forget,

Your heart will keep beating,

So please do not fret.