PALE brows, still hands and dim hair, <br />I had a beautiful friend <br />And dreamed that the old despair <br />Would end in love in the end: <br />She looked in my heart one day <br />And saw your image was there; <br />She has gone weeping away.<br /><br />William Butler Yeats<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lover-mourns-for-the-loss-of-love/
