Vapor of Vapors

If you think dying’s not a problem

You’re lying.

And your love isn’t enough,

And my love isn’t enough.

Being a memory seems cool

But only when you’re around to know you are one.

Building buildings and

Writing writings that have a longer lifespan

Than 120 still die,

In people’s hearts first and then their minds.

And generations that try to survive

Don’t know their grandparent’s grandparent’s names.

Dying’s a problem because you can’t control

The fact that you’ll be forgotten.

And you will be.

And I will be.

So why do anything?

If all you live for

Or whatever you love

Will ever stop being?