Mortal: Death, Immortality: Never Being Forgotten
You were supposed to be immortal
You made me believe that you were
With your words, and just being there
Everyday, every time I opened my eyes
You made me believe you were always going to be there
Call it foolish, or childish, that I made you immortal in my mind
Even though as I grew up, I knew everything would eventually die
I suppose, I just refused to believe you were going to leave
But how was I supposed to come to terms with your mortality
After years of believing the opposite
I know that if you were still around physically,
That you’d still be immortal to me
Not invincible, since I have seen you sick, and weak
But capable of living forever, and doing just that
But the jokes on me, I suppose
Since you had a cruel, but necessary way
Of showing me just how mortal you really were
Even though, the signs were there
But I guess the part of me that made you immortal,
Had also blocked them out
Just to keep you that way, immortalized
Then you went and passed away
Thus proving to me, your own, mortality
All I could think at the time I found out was ‘she lied to me’
And a whispering voice replied,
‘No, she did what she always does, she proved you wrong’
To other who had observed me
In the weeks after you left the world
It would have looked as if I was moving on
Not easily, defiantly not, but still moving on just the same
But in actuality, I didn’t start to accept your death
Till I came to terms with you being mortal
And I couldn’t accept you being mortal
Till I realized what immortality truly meant
It doesn’t mean to live forever, at least not physically
It means to live forever in your friends and loved ones memories
So I was right, but oh so very wrong
You are immortal, although you have no physical form
You are immortal, because with my memories, I’ll keep you so
You made me believe that you were
With your words, and just being there
Everyday, every time I opened my eyes
You made me believe you were always going to be there
Call it foolish, or childish, that I made you immortal in my mind
Even though as I grew up, I knew everything would eventually die
I suppose, I just refused to believe you were going to leave
But how was I supposed to come to terms with your mortality
After years of believing the opposite
I know that if you were still around physically,
That you’d still be immortal to me
Not invincible, since I have seen you sick, and weak
But capable of living forever, and doing just that
But the jokes on me, I suppose
Since you had a cruel, but necessary way
Of showing me just how mortal you really were
Even though, the signs were there
But I guess the part of me that made you immortal,
Had also blocked them out
Just to keep you that way, immortalized
Then you went and passed away
Thus proving to me, your own, mortality
All I could think at the time I found out was ‘she lied to me’
And a whispering voice replied,
‘No, she did what she always does, she proved you wrong’
To other who had observed me
In the weeks after you left the world
It would have looked as if I was moving on
Not easily, defiantly not, but still moving on just the same
But in actuality, I didn’t start to accept your death
Till I came to terms with you being mortal
And I couldn’t accept you being mortal
Till I realized what immortality truly meant
It doesn’t mean to live forever, at least not physically
It means to live forever in your friends and loved ones memories
So I was right, but oh so very wrong
You are immortal, although you have no physical form
You are immortal, because with my memories, I’ll keep you so