some days i forget that you're gone -
in my mind, you're still just
a plane ride away from me,
and all it would take is a ticket,
and then we'd get to see you again.
on days like today, you're very much alive.
i still feel you;
still feel the way my heart hums
with the excitement
of seeing you again after a long while.
perhaps i'll think of death
as something just like this,
as a gentle passing of time
before we get to see you again;
it's longer than the ones
we're usually used to,
but we're learning to be okay
with the lifetime of waiting for you
but for now i'll treasure the way
this day makes me feel -
because today, you are alive.
yes, you are alive here.
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 5:27 PM UTC
some days i forget that you're gone -
in my mind, you're still just
a plane ride away from me,
and all it would take is a ticket,
and then we'd get to see you again.
on days like today, you're very much alive.
i still feel you;
still feel the way my heart hums
with the excitement
of seeing you again after a long while.
perhaps i'll think of death
as something just like this,
as a gentle passing of time
before we get to see you again;
it's longer than the ones
we're usually used to,
but we're learning to be okay
with the lifetime of waiting for you
but for now i'll treasure the way
this day makes me feel -
because today, you are alive.
yes, you are alive here.
