One heartbeat, one breath, one blink,
A fleeting moment like a blip on a screen,
Like a dot on a timeline.
An inkling, a distant memory, a fading dream,
A few photographs and an empty space in the heart
Are all that remain to prove your existence.
Time moves forward, life goes on, the world keeps spinning,
For all that remains, your memory will live on in
Every heartbeat, every breath, and every blink.