#rememberme
do you remember,
the day we first met,
you wore a stubborn face,
do you remember,
how we would talk and joke,
we were inseperable,
do you remember
when i held your hand
as tears streamed past your face,
eyes filled with grief,
do you remember
when you told me that
nothing will bring us apart?
i laughed,
we were so young,
oh but only if you,
r e m e m b e r e d
but you do remember,
glowing eyes,
and a faint smile,
an extended hand,
long evenings by the pool,
echoing laughs,
but you do remember,
what should have been
a happy memory,
ended so tragically,
when you should have been,
blowing out the candles,
you were paying your respects,
at my funeral
do you remember,
as i took one last breath,
and i told you that this wasn't,
the end
did i not tell you,
that i would come back?
i've been through this before,
but this time it's not the same,
this time i can't let go
you've changed,
but not your eyes,
you've changed,
and it breaks my heart,
but when the world forgot,
when i became just a name,
you remembered.
maybe in another lifetime,
if only i had been lucky in this life,
you could have been mine,
f o r e v e r
Jul 20, 2025
Jul 20, 2025 at 3:43 AM UTC
if the love starts to fade...
well, that’s true.
if I get really old, people will start to forget me.
and I don’t know actually.
to be honest, I want to be someone who is remembered.
who puts out a good influence
and stays in their memories.
being popular isn’t really that important
I just want to be someone who is remembered
Jul 25, 2020
Jul 25, 2020 at 9:44 AM UTC
your letters, written to coax an empty heart.
an illusion written with dying lead,
begging to fade away.
it is still beautiful, marching in formation
on the loose leaf paper towards the end.
your signature,
which stands to be the only thing left true.
I keep it,
a reminder how lies are beautiful
in your handwriting.
Mar 24, 2020
Mar 24, 2020 at 6:34 PM UTC
No matter how it ends, I want you to remember the good things that we used to have. Those were ours; are still ours to be remembered.
Nov 4, 2019
Nov 4, 2019 at 5:38 AM UTC
Something for you to remember me by,
Maybe you’ll look at it everyday,
Maybe you’ll store it away,
Maybe someday you stumble across this,
And maybe you’ll reminisce
That there was one a ‘BAE’.
Sep 27, 2019
Sep 27, 2019 at 2:18 AM UTC
By the break of dawn tomorrow
You will live in fray
Due to the fact that I won’t be here,
I know that you will fear
What you hear,
Your son, friend, love
Flying with the dove of death,
I feel as if I don’t make you happy
Then what’s the point of being here,
If I can’t make you proud
Then what’s the point of being around
When the clock strikes midnight,
You will see a big fright,
Me just hanging there,
My body so violently bare,
This note to you
Is made because I couldn’t do much,
I feel like I have failed you,
As the tears come running down your face,
As you are in the dark hole of depression,
Just think about all of the good times that we’ve had
All the laughs and smiles,
Just remember the memories that we’ve made together,
Remember the smiles we put on people’s faces
Remember the days that were so cold
And when I walked in that room
The day became warm,
Remember me for me!
May 8, 2018
May 8, 2018 at 10:51 AM UTC
My dear heart why are you aching?
Don't withdraw from me
Tormented while sleeping
Emptiness scares me
My mourning mist
Unknown grief
Veined fist
Oblivious thief
Dear Heart, we're inseparable
But you're being unfavorable
I think we should part
I'll cease to breathe while you reach your dead-end
Nov 2, 2017
Nov 2, 2017 at 8:02 PM UTC
do not attend my funeral,
many moons from now,
for i want you to know me for the times we had
when i was laughing and dancing around our kitchen table,
not for how you'd watched me get put into the ground.
i want you to throw my ashes to the wind,
letting them waft as freely as they wish
to every nook and cranny of this earth.
that way, when i am gone,
i will be everywhere,
and you can always have that dimpled smile
playing at your lips wherever you go
with the memories of us and all that we had.
Aug 14, 2017
Aug 14, 2017 at 1:20 AM UTC
My voice,
It cannot be silenced
I will write,
I will sing,
I will do anything to set me apart
From what I'm "Supposed to be"
Because normal is boring.
I don't want to be,
I refuse to be another face in the crowd,
I want to touch people with my actions,
With my words.
When I die
I don't want to be 6 feet under ground
With a face nobody will remember
And no difference made.
Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 4:18 PM UTC
It's been a while
Since I've sat down for this long
Just to write
All the words I can write
They call it a stream of consciousness
But I call it a stream of truth
It's a stream to remember
As it glosses over your skin
Maybe this truth
Will stick around
A bit longer than the sunlight
A bit longer than the nightlight
I don't want my writing to go away
I don't want my writing to be forgotten
I want my writing to stay
I want it to be remembered
A writer only ever wants to stay
That is the mark of a great writer
It's not that hard, to write for a long time
It's pretty hard, for that long time of work to stick around
But don't worry
It's just a stream of consciousness
It's not a hard thing to do
So we will just keep typing and praying for hamlet
To come rolling off our fingers
Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 12:55 AM UTC
I'm an outsider
Looking inside
I'm telling the window
To close the blinds
And def my ears
And numb my nerves
And dry my voice
So I won't be heard.
Breathe, my little darling soul
Drop defenses, just come home
My little darling soul
Spoil it for me, when do I go?
I'm growing sick here
I should just leave
I'm held down by
Only me
Breathe, my little darling soul
Drop defenses, just come home
My little darling soul
Spoil it for me, when do I go?
The reason I stay here
Why I won't leave
I wanna be your back up plan
Because someday you'll remember me.
Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 3:37 PM UTC
Some nights
the memories still take over.
Some nights
you are still
the only thing I want to think about.
So I retreat
to shut off the outside world.
I bury myself in those old emotions.
I bury myself in those memories.
I want to remember them all
every insignificant detail.
I want to remember the faint scent of your hair
thrown into the air
as you rested your head down on my shoulder.
but I can't
and that bothers me.
Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 9:07 PM UTC
I am in a disoriented dream.
too young to know,
twenty years have passed
almost two years
and you were there or almost near.
its because i'm confused
or i don't understand--
my being in yours
why the moon shines so bright
and I exist this certain way.
but you took me to a place
inside four small walls,
one small space, a tub, a mirror
one bed, near the hills
of San Gabriel and the concrete
We sat in a tree and jumped a fence
but emotions ran too high
and I never added up quite right
in your mind--
My words spoiled the truth
and they stained the trust
they weaved together anger
and spilled tears
We wanted and tried
so hard for love,
I relied on you
you relied on me
yin and yang
we sat, interconnected
yet opposing each other
our energies combining
and combating
We sipped a bottle of sky
in the friendly El Monte
I left your side, I've left your side
too many times..
but you came back
pounding on the door of the Scenic
, your there and
I never want to let go again
and your body feels perfect next to mine
never wanting to leave
that bed
wanting to drift back to sleep
in your arms
but we leave this place,
The Scenic becomes
a memory
and now thats all thats left.
hoping you might still remember me.
Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 3:47 AM UTC