How does it feel?
Watching someone you love,
slip away?

Sure,
they get treated,
but never really cured.

You watch them turn from
Fleshy and vibrant,
to sickly and pale.

They lose weight.
They lose hair.
They quite down.

They embrace the inevitable.
But not you.
You can't let go.
No matter how much they tell you
"It's gonna be alright."

You love them.
You don't want them to leave you.
But they're going to a better place.
Someplace where there is no pain.
Where there is no worry or tears.

And you'll see them again.
So dry up your tears.
And be happy that they don't have
to be in pain anymore.

They wouldn't want you to be upset.
They want you happy.
Remember them as they were before
they left.
Laughing and happy.
With a twinkle in their eyes.

And remember.
They're watching you.
And become more proud of you more and more
every day.