Maybe you will remember me, or even keep me in a dream;

Maybe you will whisper my name at 3 am because it's the only thing you can think of as you lay awake during the long hours of the night.

Maybe you will remember me... or maybe I'm just jumping to conclusions, maybe it's just me yearning for you to remember me, maybe it's the fear talking....the fear that one day, hopefully not today, but one day... you will forget me. And I, I will still be here, remembering you and all the things that make you so spectacular. And I will cry, both out of happiness of having known you, and of mourning what very well never be between us anymore. But maybe, just maybe, you will remember me.