'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than to never have loved at all
So thou dost say.
But, dost thou truly believe?
Speak, villain!
For thou'rt a fool!
Hast thou ever loved
With all thine heart
As so many before?
Thine answer is nay.
And thus,
Thou remainst a fool.
For thy counterpart
Has loved indeed
And knowst that
'Tis a sorrow like no other
To dream of a happier state.
Dost thou comprehend
The suffering of wanting
What might have been?
Then, thou art a blissful villain.