Eram quod es, eris quod sum

You'll be gone soon and I'm pretty sure of that. I can't change the past or the present, but I'd like to set a stone for the future. It is probably set in stone. I can't change the past or the present, but I'd like to believe in faith with good reasoning.

You'll be gone soon and it'll tear me apart. You've already entered my life and now you can't leave me. I'll dress the wound, cover it up and move along. But it will leave a scar on my skin, physically and emotionally. There's no one else like you.

I don't want you to be gone soon. I've already lost one tot the battle of life. She was back home in a bed. The last words she even said to me were long before. I'm glad I didn't go to the funeral, the eulogy would've gotten me.

Please don't leave me. I'll beg like the sheep and kneel onto the ground. I'd rather give you my soul so you can live on; I'd die knowing you will outlive me. I don't think the future has materialized yet. Hey, listen! Hark, hark, give me the poison!

But seldom is the chance of outliving death. Just embrace me if and when you can and I'll hold you forever.