i'm glad i shared the last few moments of
stinging, gasping for breath, and teary eyes,
although confused, it made sense later.
i like to think that i took some of that pain,
and sense of death,
but i came back from it, and you didn't.
and i hope that the throb and the short period of agony
that i also undertook,
took away from your own,
and made your exit just a little more peaceful than it would have been,
had some of it not diverged to my own chest.