My heart breaks in two,
upon seeing your house of stone,
and the hill we used to go together,
was now the trail I tracked alone.
Seating at the farthest corner,
paralyzed by the disbelief of what I've discovered–
it seemed yesterday when you told me 'death was another chapter,'
but you never said that it will be sooner.
Clenched my fists as I hold back my tears,
a great, grey ocean kept from all of these years,
and the nostalgia of the lights and the places we go–
came rushing in,
and they turned into ghosts.
I choose a life without you for a lifetime of achievement,
two opposing views ended in signatures on the documents,
and upon seeing your face behind the glass window –
regret steps in,
reminding me how foolish I am to come upon a decision like this.
But crystal clear I remember on the very end of September,
one missed call on the middle of my slumbers,
not knowing you that it was you reaching out,
two bright lights are the last thing you've seen,
and then you're gone.
And at this moment – I found myself,
standing at a podium looking at every stranger,
mouth stuttering due to disbelief–
years have been passed,
but your name was on my chest – engraved within.
Bit my lip to fight back the tears,
but the glaciers start to melt,
and the memories I've desecrated and burned–
raised from the dead and turned into ghosts.
