*no Name* {this Was Written From a Friend To Me,With Love}

My heart beats fast I hope it wont last My mind starts to clear i start to think about you my dear even though, you are my past. From when i start to see your face Im in a constant struggle to forget you People say to let go and set you free but to me, to let you go is to loose a piece of me from where did you come? But when did you leave? Voices loud, but soon fade flat, flat on my back cold, hot, cold... a steady beep, beep, beep in my mind nothing, empty,all alone light so bright blinding me gone, footsteps tap,tap,tap a gental tisk, tisk of disappointment then nothing, nothing at all "Honey, you have to open your eyes" A voice so familier but not, "I need to hear your voice my dear" I know you are my past "Why did you have to go, why leave me" A hand holds mine, so gentle I know this hand then a voice, a voice i know so well A voice i will follow to the end of the world... NO... My past, only my past. Why is my mind so cruel to me? But the voice of my past speaks to me "Im so sorry..i didnt know what to do... i never wanted to leave you...I love you!" I open my eyes The face of my dear, not past but present The face of hope No not a dream, real. The final words i whisper " I know my love, I love you too...dont forget that" Then darkness consumes me and i know i die, but as i die i know im always loved and will always love you too.