Parting laurels

I cannot fix things that are broken, I cannot forget that time has written.

I cannot change things that cannot be changed, I cannot promise you more than I can. 

But darling you should know, even if I'm broken I will last,

Time will pass and it will rewrite on its sheets, that we heal and forgive.

like a philosopher's beard we grow on, with no trims.

Life's meaning remains in what's not lost, our hope is the love we share in our hate.

So darling let's only meet again, when the cracks have laurels in them.