I watch…as all of life unfolds,
And of this love, e'er left untold,
A hunger…and a longing,
That as the fates foretold--
Would haunt me to my dying day,
Because though true in every way,
Was not meant…with thee…to be,
Though I feel it e'er…eternally--
And now my time…it has grown short,
And I wish only to say,
That though the fates kept us apart,
I love thee…to this day.