FORGIVEN

You left me when the weary weight of sorrow

Lay, like a stone, upon my bursting heart;

It seemed as if no shimmering tomorrow

Could dry the tears that you had caused to start.

You left me, never telling why you wandered —

Without a word, without a last caress;

Left me with but the love that I had squandered,

The husks of love and a vast loneliness.