If I had it my way..

I would rather you remember me as a story,

See through my pages.

Memories make tragedies where as, if you read through my clips and phrases you'll find discovery.

You'll meet all sides of me,

and it would be as if we walked together once more. In pages I pour messages of my hearts gentle music, and i illustrate a side of me you just couldn't view if you were to simply just meet me. Even if you were to see me in your day to day. So, with each word that I drip to this page in my outpour, it is one more thing I wish to share with you.

It is what I have to give. What I'm here for, and so remember me your friend, but know me henceforth as each sentence I leave when I can't be here anymore.