I set my love on fire
And sent it to the sun
I told it, please, to burn and die
I told it I was done. 

It returned to me in seven years
In friendship it was hidden
I knew its voice and asked it
Why had it returned unbidden.

It, true to form, gave no reply,
But smiled and showed me kindness
I, true to form, gave in too soon
And sooner cursed my blindness. 

Now 15 years have passed between
No vows or oaths to bind me
This curse alone upon my head
In darkness comes to find me. 

How do you die a million times
While here among the living? 
You love someone who does not know
Or care what you are giving.