Jacob's p.o.v
Unbreakable, you stand as tall as an old oak tree. I choke on the thought of your demise.
Weighed down by burdens, you lose sight of paradise. Your life is cut short like a sentence phase.
I will never erase you from my memory banks. Whatever shall history say about us? Deeply breathing
and sleeping, I don't receive a reply back from you today or tomorrow. Deeply breathing and sleeping,
who knew we would befall this blissful state of mind? Who knew you would transform into smoke before me?
We didn't have enough time to eat your birthday cake. Your disappearing act wasn't fake. You did sing your
last swansong. You did take your final bow on the world's stage. How could you live with the knowledge that
you were born to die along? Deeply breathing and sleeping, you are gone for good now. I wish you Godspeed and
many sweet dreams.
