We'll never be old and walk together in the sand.
Only for so long can you dearly hold my hand.
We'll always say our farewells, and hope it's not our last.
I think of this, and remember all we have had.
I hope I'll never have to say my last goodbye.
Then-if we knew-it would make us both cry.
For all things have an end, and ours may be quite near.
And this very thought is the reason for my tears.
I don't love you forever, because forever doesn't last.
I love you for eternity, and love all that we've had.
I don't cry for the end-I am sure.
I just cry because things can't last forever.
So, know that we can make it through,
and I hope it's enough that I love you.