Death

Death is temporary,

It is fake.

Should you die,

Then away you fly.

Born anew,

A storm now brews.

Death is short, unlike grief.

While you were gone,

We made a song.

The song of you.

We cared, but didn't share.

Looking back on it now,

We didn't know how,

How to go about,

To go about loving.

Loving you...

You are gone.

You are reborn.

Born a new storm.