i know i've hurt,
caused pain during my time here.
done fucked up things,
i regret.
i know i've helped,
made beauty out of so little.
you know,
i look forward.
but in the end,
on that scale,
will it all even out?
will my life have meant something to me?
when few days are left in my life,
and i'm remembering you,
will i have touched you for the positive?
i hope so. i pray so. i beg so.
i want to remember;
dancing with you in slow, perfect harmony,
laughing at your stupid faces,
crying because my heart was so heavy with love,
holding you in the mornings and kissing your forehead,
you telling me that you love me.
and if i can remember those moments before i go
i'll know i'm going in peace.
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