I tried

He had been warned, but as he lay here it was all too real. A curse was what he wished for, not fate. Fate couldn't be changed by any means but a curse had hope.
He had been doomed to die early from the moment of birth. He had stupidly promised that it could change. No amount of magic he knew of could change his fate, but as was love. Blinded by attraction he had sworn for a hopeless case.
Not normally one to cry, but today it couldn't be stopped.
He lay down on the hospital bed waiting as he felt his life leaving him. It felt like a scene from a movie, like a flashback or plot setup, but this was all to real.
He felt his end was near, and his vision start to fade. He took one last look at his loved ones surrounding his bed in the cramped room. His family and best friend whom he had wished to marry when he grew up. Now that day would never come.
As the weakness set in he managed to whisper "I'm sorry, I tried" and his sight faded into darkness.
In his last moments he heard the cries, and he knew he was gone.