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If I were to die soon 👒


If I were to die soon: to the person beside my body. Someone, save the sadness in my eyes in a small glass bottle. Fill it up with sea water and give it a kiss once in a while. For my lips. Ask my secret love, whom is a secret to me, to kiss their finger, and place it upon my lips. Find my heart, it's in there somewhere, and deliver all the sorry notes, the thank you's and I love you's. For my nails, I beg of you, please make sure they're neatly groomed for my funeral. For my burial attire. I would like to wear a dress, in the colours of the forrest if possible. I have yet to wear any, and I'd love to try it. And on my canoe, on which I will sink, down down, untill no light remains, and my body is gone, please engrave the initials of all who wish to donate a piece of themselves. I do not fancy being alone for eternity. This is how I wish to go. And thank ypu to the lovers, and ones I loved. Thank you to the agony, and darkness. Thank you to the laughter, and light. ... without you, I would not have been me.
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