The Day may come when you'll,
Think nothing of me.
The Ring will be left on the dresser,
it's drawers...
Empty.

On the kitchen table,
A letter labeled for your eyes only, explaining
A conversation with Sarah Bradford
and why you left me.

A lonely you makes a
Lonely we
And with every Nocturnal dawn and
Morning rain that you'll see.

You will remember
These words
You will
Remember me.