I want you to be my last words. A quiet whisper in my mind-- or your name slipping from my lips for the last time-- I wonder. And I hope that I can pull it off, that I could remember in a moment like that. If you're around, I want to see you and tell you I love you before I go (I always say I love you before I go). If you're not around, I'll just whisper your name to the air beneath my nose one last time. And if I can't speak, I'll conjure up your essence inside me. My last words, My eternity.