Here we are. Separate places but together in life.
We are not making memories, instead we find ourselves wishing.
Your life is coming to an end,
I cannot stand knowing it is.
I just want to make your life, your whole life better than it was, is.
I want to take away all your hurts.
Crazy how we came from the same mother,
Yet we do not really know one another.
We both have had things tied to our necks all of our life,
Some intentionally placed and other things our hurt hearts invent
We drifted in life, yet life is drawing us back together.
I hear your heart, almost like I knew you well.
I know you are scared
I am too.
Waiting on this life to end is so scary.
Either in your own experience or in knowing someone you know, facing it.
It seems what grips at your heart, also helps to keep it going.
What takes a loved one from you, brings you almost closer than in life.
I know that tomorrow is not promised , not even for me.
I fret to think yours is ending , why does that have to be.
In a few years of our life, we met once, talked some, yet
Oh sis, I am so broken as to how to help you, when I am lost.
I do not know what I will do, knowing that things change so harshly.
I feel stuck in this void of us.
I will try to love you in the end of days the best I can.