Don’t Remember me when I Die

Don’t remember me when I die,
When my smile is ashes whirling in the sea,
When my arms can hold nothing but dirt,
Just be here when you are with me

Don’t write an obituary when I’m gone,
Or cry tears about what should have been said,
Hold me close or make me laugh now,
Don’t wait until I’m dead

Why is it that people wait until someone is gone,
To tell them how they feel,
To shriek into the wind about how life is unfair,
Rather than speak now when it’s real

So please don’t remember me when I die,
Don’t think I want more than a last goodbye,
Don’t think I can hear you from wherever I may be,
Just be here now, when I’m here, with me.

‘This blog post is part of the blog challenge ‘Blogaberry Dazzle’ hosted by Cindy D’Silva and Noor Anand Chawla.