Dream with me, for I am nothing more than that fading memory,
You try so hard to keep, but over time and trial I lose my glorious beauty.
The wonder of my being so real to you once so long ago. A memory so clear like glass.
You thought you might never forget the moment. You thought that each colour each smell
would last in your senses forever. But alas, here I am faded and dull, as you strain
to see me there. I am no longer the beautiful memory, but more a painful recolection.
And you remember that you used to be able to see me clearly but yet can't recall what I was doing, or what happend. Your tears are sad to me, for I feel them too, why cant you see me and remember the moment we shared? For I am no longer with you. I can no longer make more memories. I must rely on the hope that somehow you remember my touch, eyes, skin, voice even smell. But here I watch you and I am faded.
fading away, more each day, weeks pass and still I linger softly like a hazy
shadow as you pull the thought from your mind.
But I will not fade completely but just haze in and out.
Less and less, I will come to you....
and only silenty will I linger by you.
Then the faded memory will softly appear for but a moment.
And I will be clear to you. And in that moment your tears are dry.
I am real I am there beside you, and
for that moment, you will know.
So dream with me, i am but a fading memory a lost moment,
a happy blissful second of your life.
As much as I fade away....
I will not disapear........................................................
For my Cory
Written September 3rd 2002