Notes from the Universe
And she cried and cried and ever so faintly murmured:
Oh, how I wish you were here with me.
That you could have been with me.
That we could have lived forever.
And I whispered into her ear, so softly that my words could only be felt, not heard:
He will be.
And you do.
(From the book: Notes from the Universe by Mike Dooley. Homepage: http://www.tut.com/ )