This is so beautiful and evocative, I just had to share it.
When I am no longer with you,
I want you to get back to me.
When I stop holding your hand,
I want you to reach out to me.
When I pretend to despise you,
I want you to play our memories for me.
When I turn my back on you,
I want you to come in front of me.
When I constantly avoid you,
I want you to come and bear-hug me.
When I am disloyal to you,
I want you not to stop trusting me.
But if I breathe my last breath before you,
I want you to remember me happily.
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Loads of starlight,