Like the wind, I’ll soon come to my end. Not in the saddest exit, but rather sitting near the golden sunset. Where flowers bloom, or waves come ashore. One day I’ll bid farewell, to both my life and existence.
If memories of me will be remembered, do it with a smile and laugh like we are still together. Weep for not too long, grief but don’t be alone. I’ll still be with you day by day, through our once but precious memories.
I won’t be needing compliments that I never have heard, nor would I wish for apologies that I don’t deserve. If one day I’ll be gone forever, send me off without faking any emotions. Like the heated salty water, I’d love to feel it burn my skin.
One day, if so that one day comes. Remember to forget not the bad things that I have done, in between swearing words and tears let’s keep the fun. Cause one day I might not return, don’t cry too hard please just keep it cool. For all the fleeting things like I, will be the stars that watch you every night.
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