If

If one human loved another as much as we loved you, it could be spoken of and written about, with boundless passion, for a million years and never be enough. For devotion such as yours endures throughout the eons yet to come. So, gentle friends touch lightly now the subtle threads of life and timeless time through which we daily wander and know we long for just one thing: to be with all of you again—to play and hear you call our name—and finally then to realize we'll nevermore Be parted. May that day come soon.