The day before I died,
I smiled wholeheartedly.
I cleaned the whole house,
as if awaiting an arriving guest.

I made our favorite dishes
and ate tempting desserts.
I did everything differently—
not the way I was accustomed to.

I had a brightness I had long lost,
the beautiful gleam you once loved.
I looked through our pictures eagerly,
but this time, not in sorrow for what was lost.

I felt the same sparks I once knew,
a long-forgotten feeling resurfacing.
The feeling was unknown, yet familiar.

The day before I died,
I wasn’t sad or scared—
I was prepared.
For so long, I had waited in pain.

The day before I died,
I rearranged all our memories.
I smiled, at last, in love,
waiting to finally meet you again.

                                         ~ Enviara