Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Fears

I worry alot. I worry about work. I worry about the weather. I worry about my family. I worry about my friends. I worry about people forgetting me. I like to be remembered. And I like to remember people.
I'm scared that you'll forget me. I'm scared I was just another person. I like to be significant. I'm afraid that we'll both go on with our lives, and be just another memory. And though this may sound cheesy.....I don't want that to happen. I guess what I'm trying to say is; please, don't forget about me.