If I keep folding

I am going to disappear

And before I loved my life

I really liked that thought

But now I am unfolding

And just when I thought

I was done with mourning

I notice the creases

Where my youth used to be

A reminder

that you almost broke me

If reincarnation exists

You would only come back
As something I couldn't miss

Too bold for butterflies
Not easy to dismiss

You were so loud and full of life
That it shouldn't make sense

Like a dog playing poker
Or an elephant juggling knives

Something that fills the silence

You are leaving in our lives