Someday in the far distant
continuum of time
I may ask you to choose

Yet even now should I ask
that fateful question
it would be me who couldn’t stay

What benevolently cruel
Keeper of Fates placed us
in such a refutable circumstance

Does it now laugh sadistically
at the heartbreaking situation
drinking in the longing and pain

Each passing moment ripped
from the hours alone knowing
if I asked you to choose I would lose