i know it isn't a story like i said it would but i has to do with something that was spoken to me out of love and i just wanted to sum that split second moment into something that just kinda came to me. They explained something to me that i needed to hear and this is a teeny bit of what was spoken to me that day and i hope you can understand what exactly is being said....
lots o love!




if i was blind
would you be my eyes

if i was deaf
would you be my ears

if i was mute
would you be my voice so i may say this

"if i die today will you remember me?
what if i live tomorrow?
what about the day after?

will you remember me for the rest of your life?

i ask you this not because i am going to die but because i am going to live.
you see, i am so insecure in my life that i must ask if you would remember me. i tell you this so my life will not be forfiet.

that long after i have left your eyes, heard my voice, or listen to what i had to say. would you still remember me?

The fear is to be forgotten
it is a small fear...
for the real fear is to be remembered as someone who i wasn't....

i wasn't always mean...
i wasn't always drunk...
i wasn't always high...
i wasn't always the troublemaker...

to be remembered as someone who was worth remembering.... thats what i wish to be
and to have you there is just another reason to ask if i'll be remembered
so i can keep living.."

if i had no heart
would you learn to love

so that you can love me just as much as i love you?
i hope so...

~Robin~