Some poets say, “Tis better to have loved and lost”
But I say, “Oh no, no, no, it certainly is not”
Pain and misery are what you are left with
Fear and sadness and then certain bitterness

Had I never loved you, would I be hurting so
Everywhere I look, there are reminders of you
The book that you never finished reading
And left undone that wonderful painting

I close my eyes at night and I see you
Awaken with a start dreaming it’s not true
Our bed is so cold since you’ve been gone
My tears fall like from a sad, sad song

Friends say it will get better in time, in time
But they must not have had a love like yours and mine
Like a bell left un-rung like a song unsung
All time stands still when true love in gone

Some poets say, “Tis better to have loved and lost”
But I say, “Oh, no, no, no, it certainly is not”