Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Beloved No More

I know beloved I be by you,

And once beloved you be by me,

When we were young and neither knew

That love can oft no longer be,

When one of them fall out of love,

Which happened to me, and so I

Left you for good and in search of

Another someone to give my

Love to, and wished for you the same.

I'm sorry now to hear you're old,

Still loving me, I won't take blame

You're feeling more the winter cold.

Beloving me perhaps will cease

With your death, may you rest in peace.