broken-hearted

thou was the greatest of them all
as we see us as us, there's no love
i've wrought everything for thy all
i gave thee everything from above

if thou wit about my past
than hold my shaking hand
kiss me, for its my last
these tears i don't understand

i tarry for a love like thee
just hold my falling tears
no surffering just let me free
i want thy love to be near

just broken-hearted to the broken glass
what is there to do with healthy past