Death never bargains

Although we said goodbye

what felt like a million lifetimes ago,

I think there is a part of me

that just didn't expect 

that this was the end.

I wasn't expecting an invitation

back into your life 

but I felt strongly that

one day I'll see you again.

A passing smile,

a small talk moment,

the way two people who knew each other

connect.

We shared a story 

that spanned many books,

and spread out over the decades.

It felt like there was always more to tell.

And maybe that time was

long and winding

but it was never boring.

Time flew by like a spell.

There was love, even when 

our hearts moved in different directions. 

There was care, even when there was not.

That fire we carried was never lost.

There's a part of me that still lives 

where we left off,

despite knowing we would never 

pick up from there again.

I tried to image I had the power

to still time, but in the end 

it remained waiting

right alongside with me,

its companionship constant.

And now, suddenly,

there is no more story.

and nothing more to tell.

This comma turned to a full stop,

opportunities lost,

two becomes one.

There was an us and then there's not.

Death the great unequaliser. 

I would have gladly sacrificed

all my hope to give you more life,

even if it would have never touched mine, 

but Death never bargains.