My death is like my first date, he makes me nervous everytime I think about him.
And I have to check on him every moment, so I have set hours to meet him. In case.
I want to meet my death at 11:11 at night, when people wish for their dreams so that when I depart, I will ask Azrael to bring their wishes to heaven.
My first date will be the last person I want to meet, after I have read all the books in the library. I want to meet him there at the coffee table on 3:00 as Jesus met him before.
I want to meet him at 12:00 of Christmas eve, when I already forgiven those who hurt me, and that I already have asked my forgiveness to those people I have caused so much pain.
I want to meet him at 6:15, when the rain has just ended, when the sunflowers and the poinsettias are swaying to the breeze of May.
I want to meet him when I already made my mother proud, and that I have already given the world the smile it deserves as I close my eyes on 8:14 night of my retirement.
I want to meet him when I already met my last grandchild, when my other half will sing them our childhood song, and that when I last held his hand as he also departs to this world.
I want to meet him, when I am already done. Ready to hug him willfully, without regrets neither unspoken words, nor any hatred.
I want to meet my death, when I already l fully lived my life.š
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