And, before her, I never feared death.

Now I do.

But, not in the way you would think.

I don’t fear what happens to me after.

I fear a universe without her.

There is no timeline where she is, where my heart isn’t.

I will search for her in the skies.

I will look for her in the wind.

I will feel her in the waves.

Death means nothing when she is the definition of life.