The end

Once i was little and you were kind. I held your hand and you held mine. I love you still all the time. I gave my best to be beside you when the days of life were through. We pretended we were the first but also ok to suffer this life and death, rebirth. The moment when everything felt still and quiet. That moment you gave up give and take. When life was over it was quiet and surprising all the same. And forever different for me.