I love to say “I love you” very much
Though I want to beat you when I say it.
It pains you to hear this stated as such
That our hearts, when paired up, just do not fit.
In truth, ’twas not always like it is now
At first, I meant it when I said “I love you, dear”.
Whenever true love dies one must ask how,
And this question cannot be solved, I fear.
But fear not! for not all is lost, my friend
Our situation isn’t all that sad
Though my life with you is quite near its end
Through others we’ll find the love we once had.
So, my love, although our time is now through,
One more kiss, before I bid thee adieu.