i imagine death to be solemn but beautiful just like Edgar Allan Poe’s poetry the end will bring peace comfort not a single tragedy
i imagine death to be similar to love perplexing all-encompassing something that fills your glass to the brim but feels so right and so effortless
i imagine death to capture all my emotions and i am stable in every way in Heaven with God free in death, alive in death, more alive than i can manage at the moment death will be glorious and patient and quiet and Heaven won’t be like living it’ll be effortless
this is similar to my falling in love poem, so if you liked that or cared enough to read that, you might like this. just maybe tho. i listened to 60’s music while writing this so it kinda has a little of that flavor, ig. ‘tis a poem i thought could comfort some wary people. thank u, next
jk, stay happy, healthy, heartbroken (i just want my heart to be broken so i can write about it , don’t condemn me, teehee) and joyful at the same time.
now i am just rambling, but i want a 20th century love and i wanna wash the dishes for my husband and i want a kiss on the cheek from him. i would be a housewife for such a brilliant man lol.
ok, officially done don’t die or cry alone i am always here