Just this time. Just this time I'm saying I love you. To remember old times. To remember a whole unstitched heart. Just today I'm holding a rose in my hand, holding it to your pianist fingers, giving to you while I hear you cry. Just this night, I'm lying in this bench with you, just tonight we're gonna sing and love. We will love so much tonight, we will have it going on by the window until the moon stops bathing us. 

The sun will rise. And  will kiss you in forever goodbye. 

I'm saying I love you, and you will leave so I can never hurt you again like I did in the past. How marvelous the music sounds when it is a pour-le-morte chanson.