Remembrance

I think about you;
I remember the smell of Strawberries;
On your neck. 

Your smile is like the sun;
Your laugh is like sandpaper on glass;
So smooth yet still rough. 

We can sit and talk;
For hours upon hours;
But it always has to end. 

I don't understand why;
I doubt I ever will know;
Why we cannot be. 

But hopes are for the hopeful;
And I I'm not a dreamer;
Therefore I mustn't try to dream. 

So ash to ashes, dust to dust;
Let my tomb stone alone to rust; 
Although I have one single request;

Remember me. 

For all I am; 
All I was;
No matter how worthless that could be. 

But do not let;
The broken legacy Ieft;
Become a forgotten memory.