Mortal Condition

By: 1000th Ghost

May you rest in peace

Okay, it's done

Remembering you will do me no good

Terrible thing, really

Alas, what am I to do?

Love will come again


Can't you see?

Of course you can't

Not anymore

Death destroys thoughts…feelings…

It does!

Tomorrow may bring someone new

I won't be the one to stop them

Only as a distraction, unfortunately

No one could ever take your place