Heart severs with oodles of woes,
And I tend to discover myself entirely unaccompanied,
When I heed other talking about their brother.
I get reminded of every individual day,
Which we frittered as one.
I am clout with the reminiscences,
Of those days when we were as one.
I used to be solitary due to disappointments,
But at each instant you came and convoyed me.
I used to collapse and,
You used to confer me with back-up.
But now the whole thing gives the impression of desertion.
Without you I witness, my conduit becoming sturdy.
Grasses have grown to acute stature.
So please come back to confer me the loan of your support.