Perhaps one day I will tell you that I have stopped loving you, though I go on loving you beyond death; and perhaps you will not grasp in this farewell, that, although love joins us, life keeps us apart.
Perhaps one day I will tell you my love has gone, and I will close my eyes to love you deeper, because love blinds us, but alive or dead, our shuttered eyes see clearer than the open.
Perhaps one day I will tell you that I have stopped loving you, even as I go on loving you beyond death; and perhaps you will not see in that farewell, that we remain together for a lifetime.