Hopes could run out of steam
but before it does
before I am forgotten
or faded away
take what's left of me for the keeping
Save my happy memories
tell my story in a fashionable way
never let me be forgotten
remember me on my day
hold my flowers from withering away
save it from decaying
water it and make it bloom
make it feel as though I am still here
make my presence be felt
Hold on to me and never let me go