Many years from now I hope the world be better place
to live in and I want them to know that I have contributed in making this world
a better place to live in. I want her (the one that away) to know that I accomplished
what I wished but my heart still beats the same rhythm. I want them to be proud
of their son. I want her to tell all her friends what her brother is doing; I want
my friends to still be the same way they used to be when we get together (with
a little smile) paying for my bills, I want my professors to remain sarcastic
and brilliant and what they teach and I want them all to remember me as I was. I
don’t want the kid in me to die who was there cheering me up in the grimmest of
times, I wish I am still finding happiness in the smallest of the things, I want
my heart to be stronger and I believe I am fine with the mind and if my soul
has left my body then I want the wind to take it to places my body could never
go. I want each and every person I have met, befriended and loved to be happy
and remember me.
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