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My death speech
I want to exist as a thought before I die.
And for me to exist I must be remembered in the thoughts of others.
If I'm dead and no one remembers me, then I don't exist.
If you can, please remember me.
Remember the time we had.
Remember the bad ones too.
But if you forget me, I won't exist.
So please, as a favor, please don't drift away from me.
Being nonexistent is easy.
To exist is hard.
Life or death, it's the same thing.
If I'm forgotten then, I don't exist.
Because, I'm not anywhere and I'm forgotten.
But, I want to be remembered.
I want to be existing being.
I don't care about life, it's existing that's inportant.
All these emotions.
All these people.
I don't want to disappear.
I don't want to be forgotten.
I don't want to say my last good-byes and disappear forever.
...
What am I.
I'm being selfish.
By asking you to not forget.
You see I'm disappearing.
I'm fading into a wisp and I'm panicking.
I never went through this before.
I guess I'm being forgotten.
Bye.