Defining Death


I don't understand death.


I can't comprehend the concept
of losing a integral part of my life
for the rest of time.


I can't begin to imagine
never hearing your voice again
or seeing your vibrant smile.


It's not true what they say-
it doesn't get any easier.


I still think about you every hour,
and even in sleep,
I can't escape you.


You come to life in my dreams too.


And when I awake,
I see you in the blinding sunlight
showing me that it's a new day
and I must keep going.


But I will never forget. 

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