
I hope that the breeze, when it brushes you, reminds you of all this love that I once felt for you.
I hope that when the wind touches you, it brings to your mind our many encounters, our entire history.
I hope that when you remember me, you remember me with love, with the smile on my face that could have been yours.
Remember me for who I really was and not for who you thought I was. Remember me and let my light brighten up your heart.
Remember me and don’t let me be and old faded memory.
Responder