I dreamt of you again last night.
This time your body was so frail
And your mind so twisted
You forgot who you were.
But you remembered me.
You remembered how it was just us.
You spoke to me like it was nothing.
And I could almost ignore death's hold on you.
But there's never enough time.
Your body was so broken,
You could barely speak.
And I could barely think:
“Is it worth it?”
I'd wanted to turn back the time,
Ten more minutes.
Then wait for the end again.
But you can never relive those moments.
And if we could pretend,
The price would be too high.
We'd go through the steps again,
But nothing would feel right.
You can't escape the end.