There are no Happy endings

I liked your poem. I have made a few corrections, and suggestions - not edited much, just a bit... You started with some punctuation, i thought to punctuate consistently throughout...although possible not to at all....just for you to see. Some nice poetic images, and there is mood created in your poem. I think here at abc, folk prefer you to comment and give feedback on their work in the forum rather than flag your own, then who knows? Someone may like to do the same for you... Staring in my window again, The glass was wet because of the rain. I've just lost a piece of my soul Once in diamonds, now in frail charcoal. I only ask for you to return. Don't make my ashes lie in a silver urn. But now you won't care, You wouldn't read these words i carved On the palm of my hand... Please, give me a remembrance Of my love, my tragic renaissance. Forgive my mistake, my wrongdoings, I know, there are no happy endings. In my forehead, carved was your name. In my epitaph was the day you came. With you i feel invincible. You're/You are so sweet, flawless and beautiful But now you have disappeared like a crow i saw through my window; your footprints in the snow, the sun had set, the days have passed... i have lost you my love, the way i cut my grass. Now my soul is empty, my mind is lonely. My life you filled with outrageous folly. Now the wind i await to sing for me to realize there are no happy endings, sadly though, i always long for you...