Between lifetimes, I will wait for you... passing time in cosmic places, conversing with the planets, taking tea with the moon. I will weave the sound of your laughter, forever, into the wind, and the glow of your eyes into every sunrise. I will live among the flowers that only bloom when you are near. So that no matter how much time passes, after this life ends, our planet will breathe notes of who you are, waiting to remind me of when lcome back here. And her whispers will show me the way back to you, as we find ourselves searching for each other again.