I’m young and happy
The girl was still alive
A little smile at her lips
She let out a little giggle
I just loved her
Slow and sweet
That kind of love
She looked terrific
For a moment she was quiet
The room was silent
She’s dead
“Sure, okay”
All I could do was nod
Stop crying
I felt wobbly
“Jesus please,
I’ll never die”
Do I look dead?
I hope not
It’s a sad thing to watch
People change
In a spell of memory and
imagination
