Imagine us in heaven no clocks ticking, no deadlines pressing, no heavy weights we had to carry down here. The light is soft, warm gold that never burns, and the air always smells like fresh rain and the sweet things we loved most. We don't have to hurry ever again. We can sit for hours on hillsides draped in wildflowers, or wander through places we only ever dreamed of visiting. We'll find all the little things we lost along the way: half-finished songs, forgotten hopes, pieces of each other we thought slipped away. There's no sadness, no goodbyes, no "what ifs." Just us side by side with all the time we could ever want, finally breathing easy, and knowing this is where we were always meant to be.