Death is cruel

You took her away And I knew you would one day But never knew it would be this soon You could have come anytime Without any warning And I knew that too But I wasn’t prepared To live on my own Why you had to be this cruel? Is it because I never feared about you? Or is it because I underestimated you? But at the end You really do your work good Nothing scares me more than you Literally nothing And you took someone Whom I used to call my everything You took someone Whose hand I grew up holding And you did not even falter When you took her No one loves you for what you do And I am not an exception either I hate you for taking her away…