If you wouldn’t be here anymore, the sun will still rise;
people will still go to work as if nothing ever happened,
and the birds will still sing.
At your funeral, some will come, some will not;
some will cry their hearts, some will not,
but they will move on.
For others, it will take some more time,
but eventually, they will, as well.
And your empty feelings, your despair,
will forever be in your breathless body.
But if you were to see tomorrow,
there would still be a chance to change things.
As long as there is a tomorrow, there is still hope.
Don’t give up. The sun will rise again tomorrow,
and you will have another chance to change things,
so when you do leave, you can smile and not regret.