When I die, will you remember my eyes? Will you die because of the cries? 

When I die, will you come with or live on and be swift? Will you lift up to kiss me good night?

~When I die, I’ll forever remember our times, our cries and those loud sighs. Late night movies while cuddling with cold toes, our scary shows and our Asian-English subtitled woes. Our silly hugs and passionate kisses. Plain and simple-You-and-I~

When I die, shed a tear of life for we met when times were adrift. Political hate and life on a whim. Global warming while you held me during cold foldings.

When I die, I will explode with confetti as each tear is my life I chose share. I have been filled with love and laughter. 

Remember as you stare up not down at my sunny glares. 

I love you today, tomorrow and forever until we lay together at bay….

-Cami*Star at the end of 2016

(I’m not quite sure why I chose to write this piece. I am not dying nor physically ill. I presume it is because of all the deaths this past week. Many famous icons have passed this week and death must be on my mind. I don’t feel like death is upon me, but I suppose I wanted to share the love I have. I’m not quite sure. But this piece does share the deep love I have with the ❤ of my life). 

Namaste.