To Beatrice -- darling, dearest, dead
For Beatrice -- My love for you shall live forever. You, however, did not.
For Beatrice -- I would much prefer it if you were alive and well.
To Beatrice --
My love flew like a butterfly
Until death swooped down like a bat
As the poet Emma Montana McElroy said:
"That's the end of that"
For Beatrice -- You will always be in my heart, in my mind, and in your grave.
For Beatrice -- When we met, my life began. Soon afterward, yours ended.
For Beatrice -- When we were together I felt breathless. Now, you are.
For Beatrice -- Summer without you is as cold as winter. Winter without you is even colder.
For Beatrice -- Our love broke my heart, and stopped yours.
For Beatrice -- When we met, you were pretty, and I was lonely. Now, I am pretty lonely.
Snicket, Lemony