And when life's sweet fable ends,
Soul and body part like friends;
No quarrels, murmurs, no delay;
A kiss, a sigh, and so away.

Good-bye, dear F, good-bye.  I loved you so much. I thought you could make it until Christmas.... 

You never made me cry until now, and now I cry every day.

This is still our song and always will be.  Always.  No matter what.