The Hundred Verses of Amaru 1.70

1.70

gate premābandhe praṇayabahumāne vigalite
nivṛtte sadbhāve jana iva jane gacchati puraḥ |
tad utprekṣyotprekṣya priyasakhi gatāṃstāṃśca divasān
na jāne ko heturdalati śatadhā yan na hṛdayam ||38||(43)

Now that the bond of love has ended, respect born of affection has melted away, / true devotion has ceased, and he passes before me like a stranger— / remembering and remembering those past days, dear friend, / I do not know why my heart does not split into a hundred pieces.