And what of in a hundred thousand million years
When no breathing soul even remembers our names?
Tell me now, tell me true, what will become these fears?
Even the universe will once forget our games…
Weigh you this love of ours as a simple token
That could be lost from us or easily broken?
No, it is more precious to me than gold or life.
Then worry not my dear, we shall bow to no strife.
I cannot promise all, always is much to strong,
However my darling I can promise you long…
Do you trust me? I do. Believe in me? I do!
Then to your darkest fears there needs not much ado.
So must we wait for time simply to pass and carve?
Yes my love trust in us, our hearts will never starve.