Why do I have to go, and leave the people I love?
It just seems like today that these people I met.
I was getting to know who they really are.
With an unstoppable tide I am about to be swept
To far away where only memories I'll have.
Which I fear forgetting and being forgotten I dread.
I want to be close to the people I love.
I want to be missed; a tear could be shed
To just tell me I am wanted; to tell me I am loved.
And it hurts them as much, my absence will be felt.
Hope my memories will make up for me when I am gone.Everyone shall stay in my heart where they've always dwelt.
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