To all the books I did not read, to all the poems I did not write,
The songs left unheard and drawings left unfinished,
The people I could not meet, the friends I have had,
The love I desperately yearned for, all the pining and hurt.
How fast it all seemed to happen even when hours felt like a lifetime.
All the weddings I will not attend,
All the happy memories I will never make,
All the love I will never get to give,
Forgive me.
To all the pain left unfelt,
The promises that will be broken and goals left behind,
To those that had hope and the expectations I will never meet,
The disappointed faces I will never see rectified,
Forgive me.
I have been weak and I am very tired
Let my ashes fall victim to the harrowing sea as my body would have; I cannot swim.
This is what I have been waiting for,
Forget me.