High beat, low beat, fast beat -
Blood rushing in veins
And the beats continue
High, low - stable
It was him,
But he's dead -
High beat
But then
Low beat;
All memories rush within - fast beat
There are no memories, high beat.
He's gone, low beat.
She, too, stable.
Stable, but dead.
Calm - she thought, but no
Now hings have changed.
It was time,
It is time,
It is never time.
She never knew,
She still does not,
But He knows, so she is resting
Until it is stable, hoping:
Perhaps, eventually?
Stable.
High beat, low beat - no beat.