The Brightest Girl In The Room

She didn’t deserve it Yet death never ceases. She was the brightest girl in the room Despite injuries blocking her passion. She conjured smiles and laughter and eye rolls With everything she did. Then she experienced her first loss And the candle flickered if only for a moment. Then she was back to herself For even death could not stop her. Until it tried again. And after it failed another time, It came again. All in less than a year. I sat and watched in silence Watched her being comforted after sharing the news of yet another funeral And wondered How she does it How she still gets up in the morning Puts on a smile And keeps on living Not just surviving. Because I was her just a few short years ago. But instead of staying strong like she does I crumpled And gave in to the weight of the loss. Yet this girl still has that innocent look on her face And the spark in her eyes. So either she’s so good at faking She’s convinced the most experienced empath, Or we could all take a page out of her book And take what life throws at us with her grace.