He wasn't you

I met him and decided to love him. He had your hands, his lips moved like yours, even his heart skipped a bit once in a while like yours did. But he wasn't you. No one could. I'm afraid now that I haven't stopped loving you. My boy with the darkened soul. My man with the infernal smile. My all. Can we go back in time and bet on the hardest odds again? I will wait for you. About that I'm sure.