Right Here Waiting for Ton, Waiting for Tin

I have lost my half,
Where did Ton leave?
I've sent my staff,
I must bereave.

Like some sort of 'Ton-less' man,
I wonder about lost,
Because i am her biggest fan,
I must find her at any cost.

My heart is heavy,
My feelings are bursting out,
I miss my dearest belly,
I might die of gout

As rhyming becomes harder,
With my sadness it combines,
Closer is my de Winter-er
I will just go online.