I walk off somewhere in a field with a camera around my neck... capturing the beauty inside these trees.
I do not die, but rather i am passed from this status quo existence, as if i could... fade away, pass right before the eyes of those who were willing.
I pray that i would be remembered by this image and this image alone, whilst the memory of some faintly remembered person worth being loved existed in this clip.
Remembered for the quiet moments rather than the ones where i wore my heart on my sleeve.
And i would look back smiling in this pixelated and blurry sepia picture walking slowly and the whole world moving just as sluggish.
Though i would be somewhere else in time, in space, the vast expanse of the universe, at some point i was here, walking right beside you through this very point in the continuum of worldly events. I was not you, i was not the person you know.
Remember me for what you interpreted me to be.
No one will ever know who you truly are. Not even you.
Herz Immer.
Song: ...Is Still A Wolf - Sampsons Azaleas
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