Perhaps I will tell you one day that I have stopped loving you, although I continue to love you beyond death; and perhaps you will not understand in this farewell, that, although love unites us, life separates us.
Perhaps I will tell you one day that my love is gone, and I will close my eyes to love you better, because love blinds us, but alive or dead, our closed eyes see better than being open.
Perhaps I will tell you one day that I have stopped loving you, even though I continue to love you beyond death; and perhaps you do not understand in that farewell, that we stay together for life.
