I often ask myself :

"Why is it so easy to die
for someone you love ,
and yet so hard to live on
for someone who cares?"

If I am not here tomorrow ,
Don't grieve my departure ,
Don't let your eyes filled with tears
in sorrow.
If possible, erase me from your heart.
If a memory of me ever surfaces,
hum one of my songs.

These aren't just words-
They are emotions of my heart.
In every melody lies,
A heartbeat of my soul.

Preserve them with care
for in them
I shall live forever.

If not for a lifetime,
walk just a few steps with me.

Not asking for the entire age,
Spend just a few moments with me.

Share a little of your story,
listen to a little of mine .

Even if not you ,
your memories will stay with me .

In the lonely journey of life ahead,
they will be my companion.

She said, "I am afraid ."
He said, "Why? I am here."
She said, "That is why."

mag·ic
/ˈmajik/
noun
1: the power of apparently influencing the course of events by using mysterious or supernatural forces.

2: any obfuscation that conceals reality