For what I lost is what I loved the most.

This was a sonnet I made for an English class.

Dew in the morning are like tears dropping

You left me with none, empty promise

You beautiful thing beat the stars shining

You shine brighter, than the summer solstice

You and I can start a new adventure

whatever we left behind was the past

this time, our relationship will be sure

our love will live forever at last

I feel this as true, but you have no clue

then will you care to join me under the rain

count the drops; that's as much as I love you

We will devote ourselves, like clothe with no stain

We've no doubts and are peaceful as white doves

those who ask will believe in real true love

A sonnet, if you didn't know, is about something you like/love, or anything to do with that, well this is one I made.