Remember me, I beg. For those playful lost times I cherish until my bitter sweet death, and here I lay, just a breath of the past pushed away in the corner of your memory, a ghost you once said you would always hold close, what lies. How foolish could I be? To trust on ones promises, the words for the weak. For hours of roads lay between your faded out words, forgotten and longed for that comfort just once more. Press me out of your heart for I no longer matter. I wish for the wings of Icarus, but the bliss of ignorance burned out once more by the sun and thrown into the sea, don't let me fall. Remember me, I beg.