i can wait

"i fear i can't go on," she said, "i think i would be better dead.", she knelt, she cried, i held her head. i thought she knew what i was feeling. she turned to close the door and i, assisted in a suicide. now that she's on the other side, i know what she was after. and i can wait. a cold and wet november's day. we lowered her into a grave, i'd never seen her look so brave. now worms consume her body. and i can wait.