Conrad Aiken — American Author born on August 05, 1889, died on August 17, 1973

Conrad Potter Aiken was an American writer, whose work includes poetry, short stories, novels, a play, and an autobiography... (wikipedia)

Music I heard with you was more than music, and bread I broke with you was more than bread. Now that I am without you, all is desolate; all that was once so beautiful is dead.
Separate we come, and separate we go, And this be it known, is all that we know.
All lovely things will have an ending, All lovely things will fade and die; And youth, that's now so bravely spending, Will beg a penny by and by.
I love you, what star do you live on?