"You were my once upon a time." She whispered, their frail hands clasped together their grip meant more than forever. He watched her with tears streaming down his face, "Don't cry, my love." As a tear rolled down her own she found the strength to say one last thing, "You'll be my happily ever after." He nodded in response because that's all he could will himself to do. Slowly she closed her eyes and he kissed her goodbye, Sadly he untangled their hands and rose to his feet and found his words, "I have loved you for seventy years, this isn't the end."
And they lived happily ever after, again, and again, and again.