If I die tomorrow,
The people I love might be blaming themselves,
They might be crying,
Their chest might feel heavy.
Some might even find it hard to move on
But trust me,
No one is to be blamed for my death.
It is just meant to be.
Knowing myself,
My soul would feel restless
As I wouldn’t be able to be there for them,
To stop their tears.
If I die tomorrow,
I want all of them to be there for one another
Because I leave a part of me
In each and every one of them.
~twoonetwonine