Please...

If you can do nothing else for me, then exist.

If you cannot find your path beside mine, then seek it far and wide. For my sake, turn your face to the sunrise, take in your last breaths of night air, and train your heart on the noon-day sun. Hide not among the gravestones and roses, but seek the mountain wildflowers; they remind me of you.

If you cannot give me your gaze or your touch, then give me one promise: that even though I cannot see you, I can believe that you still walk this earth; that even though I cannot hear you, I can believe that we will meet again.

Give me this, and I will try to let you go.