Not Even Death

by Nyte Wolf

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I know you still feel me
even when I left you and this world.
I thought about you there. Did you think of me?
Or did I anger you?

What I had to do, I had to. No one could stop me
maybe not even you.

I feel alive now. So much alive.
Even more so, when I was dead.
I feel like the sun rising on a spring's morning
I'm reborn.

How was your trip?
Did your thoughts help you, or only make it worse?
I know you felt dead inside without me. You felt like dust in the wind.
I know you craved me, when I wasn't here.

I miss you.

But weakness feeds on pain. It sucks the energy from you until you are nothing but an id.

I want you to have hope. The hope that fell as snow on that winter morning.

I wanted to feel
YOU.
I wanted to see
YOU.

I don't want to see you weak. You're strong. You always were strong.
I told you strong was fighting. Thank you for honoring that.

The coldness of the void you lived in for the past 3 months,
it was Hell, wasn't it? But we've endured even the worst of the world.
It tried to swallow us whole, but we fought it.
Together. 'Til the end.

They said our love wouldn't last. I didn't listen to them.
Did you?
Because if you did, then why would you tell me, nothing could change it.
Not even death.

The End

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