I was a sorrowful crow sitting on a loose branch, hoping one day I would find the hope to live. In a chaotic environment there I sit.
As I stared into an open space, my mind filled with pain, I saw you, glimmering with joy and pride.
I suddenly had the desire to exist. As the branch slowly fell, I flapped my wings and didn’t resist. For the first time, I didn’t want to depart this life.
Now that I have lived the rest of my life with you, no longer shall I return as the sun wouldn’t come up like it used to. My wonderful life would inevitably end, but with you beside me no longer, I will fear.
I hope death feels like your warm embrace on a sunny day, as we sip our teas and fold pages beneath the tiny roof.
I hope death feels like your kiss as you press your lips into mine and say I can overcome this challenging risk.
I hope death feels like your presence when I feel like the world is colliding. You looked at me, and there was you smilling.
As I took my last breath, I looked around for the last time, but this time, I didn’t see sorrow and fear. I saw the love of my life. I saw the reason why I was around for this long. I saw a boy full of bliss.
-A.L ౨ৎ ⋆｡˚
