its not the end of the world

even on the day that you die, its not the end of the world

you’re simply laying in peace and displaying the art you’ve created throughout your life

your love will still linger, as parts of everyone you’ve loved

joy would still breathe around the air of your grave

your memories will be more expensive when you die

a fragment of you would be a privilege to own

you wont disappear when you die

you’ll come back in heavy feelings

in feelings you’ve always wanted to comfort yet don’t know how

you’ll feel loved when you die

you’ll see everyone who didn’t came to your birthday

everyone who refused your invitation to your wedding

and all they can think about is you

with the life you’ve had they’ll celebrate your life

with the things you’ve did they’ll grief your loss

you will be remembered as more than just a wife

you’ll be remembered as hope that dies