Now tell me something darling,
Does it get any easier?
Because believe me darling,
It feels like the feeling will never disappear.
I can still smell her from here,
I can still hear the voice of hers.
Sometimes my eyes will suddenly get wet,
my heart will feel heavier than always.
This is the feeling that I dread,
looking everywhere and seeing her face.
I can still feel the grasp of her hands,
the night before she passed away.
I can still feel the coldness that crept in,
in the last moment before she went away.
Now tell me, if you ever experienced the death of a mother, a father, a sister or a brother,
Will it ever get any easier?