i am compartmentalizing death

i fight to win against the cavity in my chest so that it at least doesn't get bigger not until i am allowed to handle it and ache woe be the timing of life as it passionately moves along i was living my life at a concert when we got the text that you died i was recovering from the most beautiful wedding the night we got the dates for your memorial and although a part of my heart bled i had to keep smiling as though everything was okay