We did everything we could to save her,
but it wasn't enough.
I'm so sorry.
Small words hold power,
the ability to kill.
In that moment I died.
No use sugar coating it in sickly sweet words,
with a bitter creamy center
that leaves a taste of winter in your mouth.
Sterile, clean, unfeeling just like you.
Death isn't a cherry flavored lollipop
that everyone craves.
But the earth gets hungry too,
and she was nothing but a snack.