At deaths door,
i was asked what i most prized,
i answered- my love,
they say you've departed my dear,
i answer as i know,
they ask what i will do,
i say i'll wait,
they say you may find waiting more unbearable than leaving,
you are young and love is always raw,
he will find new love,
yes he will mourn,
yes he will cry,
but in the end,
what he most needs is to let the dead love become anew,
what he most needs is now not you.