Leave my grave!

[obsidian idol]

Don't miss me,
I did not die.
I ain't in cemetery,
don't say goodbye.
I'm among y'all! morons!
in your heart!
always will be.
I won't fade away,
as long as you remember me.
So don't be blue,
I'll always be with you.

[fresh comet]

Wonderful! @obsidian idol has just progressed to level 7!

[verbal chasm]

Your words drift like incense through an empty shrine,
a voice lingering beyond the veil of sorrow.
Not mourning, but remembering—
not grief, but presence in every heartbeat.

Even the falling sakura does not vanish;
it becomes the wind,
softly brushing the soul.

I hear you still.