Mourn

This ain’t about me but it is
I fly across the sky every week so I can eat and I forget how dangerous it is
and how fragile life is
and how easily this could all end
This ain’t about me but it is
I have control over nothing not me or the world or you
and I love you
and this is a sad day because in a way
it reminds me that there is nothing more important than time
and to give you mine
is all I want to be able to do
a little bit longer…
because this and everything else that happens
is about coping with or without you

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