cupcakes

Love of mine, someday you will die
but I'll be close behind
and follow you into the dark
no blinding lights
no tunnels to gates of white
just our hands clasped so tight
waiting for, the hint of a spark

if Heaven and Hell decide
that they both are satisfied
illuminate the "no"s on their vacancy signs
if theres no one beside you
when your soul embarks
then I'll follow you into the dark