When two people have things left unfinished, hearts that still pull to each other......what can I do when every part of me still craves you, and in your voice I hear your heart still screaming to me.......if only we could have kept our path until our story book ended.
I'll tell you a secret. Something they don't teach you in your temple. The Gods envy us. They envy us because we're mortal, because any moment might be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again. - Homer, "The Iliad"