But don’t you see how narrow is your mind? To see not what we made as only one. How can you thus undoubtedly deny That we remain, undying, like the sun. Had I not gone, you would have never writ My love as though remembering-obsessed. Unfading am I now. Unchanging lit. Despite not knowing how we might progress. It is, therefore, perfection where we stay A star-crossed love, forever in the sky The years condemn not us, for we remain I am forever yours and you are mine The univ