I came in haste with cursing breath,And heart of hardest steel;But when I saw thee cold in death,I felt as man should feel.For when I look upon that face,That cold, unheeding, frigid brown,Where neither rage nor fear has place,By Heaven! I cannot hate thee now! - Alfred Tennyson
I will not just love you till death.I will love you for eternity,this life and the next. - Duha Zanjabil