Love and Accept
Death teaches us to love and accept.
We are all forced to learn this lesson while we love and watch the people we love slip out of life.
I watched the nurturer of my existence slip away cold
We always ask why
But there is never an answer satisfactory enough
She hung in her own desperation for a way out
The person I loved the most voluntarily left
Why?
When someone we love goes some part of us leaves with them
I have spent years trying to get that part back
So much despair, disappointment, and desertedness
Life, love, and death they have so much in common:happiness, struggle, pain, hope, loneliness, confusion
The hardest part is moving on, and some of us don't.
But we are forced to accept it no matter what.
So love and accept
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