"good bye
good bye
good bye
good bye
good bye
And then my old friend died!
A slow death and slow goodbye
over the passing of many days
she fought hard,
with more strength than most us living have.
She did everything she was supposed to do
in this world; where people are just working hard to survive
at the mercy of the divine.
The divine; storms and earthquakes
the beauty of being born and being alive
but how the fuck have I made a difference??
and how was I supposed to know?
(when you were leading me and I was eagerly following
when you carried the divine so effortlessly and I could only pretend.)
But life strikes us all down anyways,
piercing us,
humbling us,
loving us,
and erasing us!
(before our time!!!!!!!!)
How was I supposed to know?
(while time was moving so fast
amongst all of the distractions
and chaos of life)
that life is long, but not long enough.
Surrounded by friends and family,
(and she did not deserve to die more than anyone else)
no one else in the room did what they are supposed to do,
We just work hard to survive
while at the mercy of the divine.
Living under fear of
life and death.
Working to survive,
(like ants in a colony)
on this earth where life is both
so divine,
and so mundane.
(And how the fuck did I make a difference??)
And how was I supposed to know?
As my life continued to race ahead
That our love would be so pure and short
We lived within the constraints of our allotted time
and we lived within the constraints of divinity
in a dreamy haze
always bored and amazed
so how was I supposed to know what would happen to us?
as time was rushing by
amongst all of the distractions
and chaos of life
I am at mercy of the divine
and I have no control over anything
I want to see you again
my dear old friend
andulkaphoto
baratheonpilled
snowghoul
yousharknotpass
tangentwithtanner
theartofmadeline
