I'm going before you do. I'm going before your desire dies. Then we'd be left with affection alone, and I know that won't be enough. I'm going before I grow unhappy. I go bearing the taste of out embraces, your smell, your look, your kisses. I go with the memory of my loveliest years, the ones you gave me. I kiss you now, so tenderly I'll die of it. I have always loved you. I have loved only you. I'm going so you never forget me....