Remember

When the things around doesn't feel right at its place.
You feel the world is shaken just how your heart feels.
The more your feelings waver, the more hurt you become.

But remember this, are you alone?

Do you remember how we met?
Whether it was fate that brought us here,
it surely was a magical moment.

Over the years,
the number of people I have met,
the number of people who I haven't seen,
the number of people who I have forgotten,
the number of people who I still remember.

If I could write a storybook about you,
I think it would be a fairytale.
But the ending would only be the beginning of something new.
Or would it simply end?

Eventually everyone will go on their separate ways.
But I won't forget you.
That is a promise.

Will you remember me?
For who I am.
Or will I be forgotten?

Will there be a wish,
for we could meet each other again someday?