Love will ultimately remain along with the blue sky and the stars that fill it while the sun sleeps. Love was in the hand that first touched your cheek and made you feel wanted. Love was in the first real vacation you took and it sits in those old boxes lingering in those photographs. The sounds of laughter and music echo through the mirror of time. You darling are no different you will remain with me everyday and I wouldn't change that for the world. I know you loved me while you could and you will love me again when I am home. Even if home is 40 years in the past and on the steps of a house that no longer exist. Love can never be destroyed it will simply continue to be; in every place you leave it.