how does one cope
with the end of an era?
an end to hope and to happiness
to love and to the end
i need to know now
because as i stand here
watching ned's heartbeat
on the quietly beeping monitor
i can't believe that it came to this
a small tumor on his heart
his pure and whole heart
brought my whole world
to its knees
ned wouldn't have wanted this
for us to be sad as
he passed on to the next life
that's understood
but i simply don't know
how to celebrate his life
because all i want
is for his life to continue
maybe if i end myself too
i can fly with you
but that wouldn't make you happy
you'd want me to keep going
so i will
i will push through the tears
the lonely nights without you
the abandoned bed in the corner
the half-full bag of your food
but i can't bring myself
to finish this tribute to your life
because really
i never accepted your end myself
so i'll simply say
Goodnight, dear ned
i'll see you tomorrow
