Short Stories and Drabbles

2.

One day I'd like to meet,

In another place,in another plane

So let's hope that,we'll meet again

Because this is goodbye,isn't it?

These words I slowly speak of,through my faltering voice

Please remember them,though I might be going away

Even though you might never see me again,

I hope you remain happy,

I hope that you are safe,

I hope that you'll never forget me.

As the last thing I ever saw was your tear-stained face.