it isn't the dark.
or sharks.
certainly not spiders.
i don't mind heights.
and i actually am quite fond of flying.
it's not talking in front of people.
or even commitment.
no.
i am afraid of you.
i am afraid that you will forget me.
that one day you won't recognize my name.
that i will disappear to you.
they say that
our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch
but what are my fingertips.
they only belong to me.
my name means very little.
just a smalltown girl.
living in a smalltown world.
so what would stop you.
what would keep you?
what would make you remember me?
surely it couldn't be love.
i am no great love.
i am the girl you meet,
right before you meet her.
the one.
so tell me dear.
what would keep you from forgetting me?
how can i help,
because i would like to help in any way that i can.
because i am begging you.
don't you, forget about me.