A time will come when I will no longer come to see you at night. Dont be sad. This is life. This is what we must accept with passion. We cant change the past. We cant forsee the future. The present is even a fantasy we try to recreate into a brief reality. I love you. A time will come when I will no longer do. Things happen and life moves. Im only afraid of things I will never do. Im afraid of the stories I will never write. Im afraid of dying without giving you a rose. Im afraid of everything that will end. I love you. Even though we immerse ourselves in what will later leave. Love is a flimy thing. It is an object that breaks. When death comes we forget about everything. But I pray you remember my name. I pray you remember the texture of my skin. I pray you hold my picture every night under the moon. I pray you pray for me. Somewhere, somehow, memories will move you into tears. (RMG)
Posted on: Sat, 20 Dec 2014 06:51:17 +0000
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