I want you to remember me in the way that I remember my favorite songs,
As the one that was your cry for help, the one that you would call past midnight when solitude occurred.
I want you to remember me as the things that I hated the most, since you always found a way to turn them around and make them beautiful until I laughed.
Remember me when you watch the movies we would quote, when you hear the word ‘winter' and when someone calls you and you pick up as you put your guitar aside.
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I do not believe you are the one that has been forgotten.