• The epiphany of my life.
    This is right. I feel right.
    Please, hold me in your arms once more and never let go.
    Kiss me one more time, before you go.
    Will you ever remember the way we held hands once you are gone?
    Will the sound of my trembling voice ever fade from your mind?
    I do not want to accept our future.
    I do not want to be left alone in my emptiness.
    My actions no longer matter. You are leaving me.
    So, please, before you go, hold me in your arms and then let go.