Well, it doesn’t matter.

Her heart was broken either way.

She would have died eventually,

even if you had saved her

that lonely day.

Don’t stop yourself from grieving,

but don’t grieve too much,

because a grave is still a grave,

no matter how many tears touch.

You can promise yourself it’ll get better,

or swear things will never change,

but heaven has a spot for you,

and all the angels know your name.