Fret not my love,
Dry your eyes and shed not a tear
For I just wasn't meant to be
As fate brought us together,
In the glory of that fateful day
Its power now tears us apart.
Though these words are spoken to ease your torn soul,
I know the pain still remains
Like a deep burning wound in ones heart
For that which brought us great joy and comfort in life while present
Shall bring us a deep sadness and confusion in its loss.
So again we leave out lives in the hands of fate
Until again perhaps our paths cross once more
And we meet again on either a near or distant day
A tale I now await
To be written by the hands of fate
