I know you’re far away, an entire other universe in fact. I know you’re never going to read this, and it seems silly that I’m doing it, but, I found this in a book Donna was going through, one of those old poets, it reminded me of the words I never got to say. Well, here goes nothing. So what will you say when I’ve wasted away. At the end of time and the end of space. What will you do when they take you away? Without you the roses never bloom and my hearts are torn in two. But tell me Rose, some how, do you remember the days when it was just you and me, and we flew far away, chasing our dreams?