My Love Life Is Done [Sonnet]

Don't tell me she left my heart crying
Don't tell me she has gone
The tree of my life is withering and dying
And now my love life is done

We were more than just friends
Or this was what I always thought
I had never written tragic ends
But I must confess, this time I wrote

There's no more breeze or rain
There's no more laughter or mirth
There's just an unforgettable pain
It's just a vacant dark ghastly earth

I will accept what is called fate
But I will always wish she had not been whom I met