Awake in the night.



I take your hand and walk with you

towards the brightest light

I feel your emotions as if they’re mine

And the pain of letting go

I keep telling myself, believe, believe

Then the crying starts

Knowing that your time is near

Fills my heart with fear

Accept, accept that this is life

that this is meant to be

Knowing we will meet again

I have to let you go.


Death is not the end.



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