The grave

 I and my friend

Are standing at the edge of a grave

His grave

He is not in there yet

But he's terrified 

He does not plan to get in alone

She plans to push him in

I'm just sure he's gonna drag me in

And I am kind of immobilized

I eat I become like a stone likes cliff

I become like a mountain

The tomb stands next to my feet

Nothing more or less

He invites me " come with me"

I won't go

If I could use that hug

Your hug, the big one after love

I would feel better