If there may be one thing that doesn’t rust,
Please, God, let it be us.
Let it be our love, forever young and never lost.
Let us live on in ourselves!
Not just in the things we might leave behind.
Let this picture hang over our fireplace until we run completely out of time.
Please let me have hope.
That it can be real, that it can last.
That love mustn’t end in its opposite.
In our lives happening so hard and so fast.
Please make someone somewhere
Good for the promises they make.
For hope’s sake.
For my sake.
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