you are the 5 minutes before a math test "put your study guides away", the pictures on the wall of the memories from that one perfect day, he is gone now.

the lion outside of its den, the thoughts of a 17 year olds depression
and you are terrifying

you looked my grandmother in the eyes one rainy afternoon in December and you took her
you took her cold hands and her warm heart and you put her body in the ground

I'm always told "you'll see them again"
but I've never seen a flower resurrect after the winter,
and i haven't been to my grandmothers grave

i don't know what will happen after, and I was never sure what happened before
so hold me close until its over
until death do us part

hold my hand, kiss me on the lips, set me free to where i belong
and when our winter comes,
and darling,

it will come,
remember

to live in the hearts we leave behind, is to never die