Only Death Can Keep Us Apart

Even the best of plans
are borne of chance.
No matter how sure,
A sure thing never is.
A will just as strong
can be defeated by fate.
Only Death can keep us apart
And Death stands betwixt us.
Fault of none;
Depressor of all.
When nothing can go wrong,
Something will.
and the dark hand of fate
will re-route
the Star-Crossed lovers.
Who is to know
What "Could have been?"
None, at this petty pace,
Shall ever know.
And future again is held safe.
Nothing is Something,
and the Impossible, Possible.
And if the game is won
It will not be by me.