You and me

In between us,

The breeze is uncertain of its path
Distinctiveness, individuality.

What's in a life?
Striving to be different
when it so hastily fleets.

And in this serenity I reflect
What the world could be
Even without you or me
That our absence
Will not hinder a hundred sunsets
Or a thousand births.

That my loss
Will not matter
For the world will continue turning
Even as I continue dying
Life will go on
Without me and you.