he looked at that beautiful face , those bottomless dark eyes , the candles flames just inches from her golden hair , the perfect gentle arc of her temple , the flames sparkling reflection like a living thing inside those dark eyes , her whole being intent and loving and caring , this face , this person who was and would always be his definition of perfection , of heaven , of life fulfilledshe would never be his , never be what he needed her to be , never be what god had placed her before him to be .